On this particular evening, however, I should have kept a closer watch on myself. While opening my mouth to savor some strawberry-rhubarb pie, I also managed to insert my stubby foot. In an attempt to convey my admiration for my dear friend Deb Fisher, the words, "It would be an honor to be called 'Mrs. Fisher'." escaped my lips.
BAD, BAD, BAD choice of words.....Needless to say I spent a few seconds hiding behind my menu.
Then, of course, the next few seconds found Don on his iPhone posting to Facebook.
Curse you, instant communication!
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