Boy am I glad to be feeling better. No fun to be sick, especially when I had a demanding weekend on my hands. Yep, it was a twofer, we celebrated Mimi and PopPop’s anniversary and Auntie Hay’s birthday. Special weekends like this are the best.

So much fun but not all a bed of roses since I was sick for most of it. I missed the buffalo wings, the nachos, and the football game at the bar. Daddy was sweet to stay home and keep me company when they took off to dinner.

But you know me. I rallied when they came home and the party started. There was cake on the line after all.

I helped blow out the candles and sing Happy Birthday to Auntie Hay.

By Sunday my mojo was back and I was ready for brunch at the restaurant.

Question is, was the restaurant ready for me?