March 17, 2012
Today was the first half of our drive back home. No picture; I'm lame. We made it to Gallup, New Mexico, and again had dinner at Denny's. They seated us at two separate tables, which made my kids think they had to yell to each other back and forth. Then Bailey threw up. No one offered to pay for our dinner this time. Weird.
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That is weird. You'd think people would notice how badly you needed a pick-me-up. Note to self: next time I see a woman at Denny's with her 5 little kids and one throws up, I'm totally going to offer to pay for their dinner. But, I'm not cleaning up the vomit.
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