This afternoon, after work, Kelly and I trekked over to Tulsa to meet Amanda and her friend Sarah for dinner to celebrate Nanner's birthday. We ate at Macaroni Grill (which I love) and I had the pasta milano (which I love more) and for dessert, the cute waiter brought out some chocolate cake and sang "Happy Birthday" in Italian. Così romantico!
I want to go to Italy and find a cute boy to sing to me. Even when it's not my birthday.
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Lori, I'm certain Scott will sing to you Sunday. Between he in his earplugs and the ones you will need - quite the sound I'm sure. :)
Ok, I'll give you that he's cute and Italian, but even in Arkansas, my first cousin does not qualify as a romantic man to sing to me. And ewww....
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