January 11

Today is Bubbie's birthday. I fail at being a good granddaughter, I was the last person to call her.

I picked up Dennis around 7:30 and we headed to Jose and Christy's. He was given the grand tour and we made our way to the beach. I decided that we would go to Burger and Beer Joint, since he had asked for something good and to hit up the beach; kill two birds with one stone. It took us FOREVER to find parking and Jose started freaking our.The food was delicious as always, but the service sucked.

After dinner, we drove around the beach for a little bit. We drove past the Jersey Shore gelatto place, just for the sake of it. We were going to walk on the beach, but couldn't find parking. We headed home and wound up talking in front of Jose and Christy's for about an hour.

Dennis said that he and Julie are coming down sometime in April for their birthdays. He wants all of us to go to Disney together. We'll see.

After I dropped him off at his hotel, he texted me and said thanks and "see, I'm not such a bad guy after all." AHA! I knew there were ulterior motives.

Jess called as I was driving Dennis and said that she was drunk and I would need to drive Damien back to his car so he could drive her car home. I love my drunk wifey. They got home about half an hour after I did. We all hung out for a little bit then I took Damien back to his car.

Add this to the list of reasons I don't sleep any more.