Jorge's Margarita Factory

Pat took me out for dinner.  We were going to the Old Spaghetti Factory, but we couldn't find a parking spot.  So we headed up to Jorge's and had Mexican food.  We each had a margarita as is our norm for going out for Mexican.  

We talked about estates, Mom, the littles, Mike and Cassie.  Wondered if we were ever going to make it to Vegas.  Time to bug our sister about that.  

He gave me a sleeping bag.  We realized I now have to get my own stuff because Dave kept all of ours.  And I won't be able to borrow it anymore.  So now I have started and I have a bag.  I better get cracking on that if we are camping at Sargent's Island this summer.