Last week Matt and I went on a date night with our friends Jeff and Angela (we've gone to the Outer Banks with them for the last two summers - they're part of our DC family). We had gotten Groupon tickets over the summer to take a cheesy tourist dinner cruise of the Potomac.The weather ended up being perfect - we spent a lot of the evening out on the deck chatting as we floated down to Mount Vernon (or at least that's where I think we were going).
During dinner we were serenaded by "local talent." Poor Matt, who clearly didn't want the attention so he got more of it, was sung to by 3 of the 4 singers. Our favorite was when he was given the microphone to sing along to "Proud Mary." He had the most annoyed rendition of "rolling" I've heard, especially in comparison to Jeff's enthusiastic version. Luckily, Angela and I were spared the embarrassment.
I was rather focused on the dessert portion of the evening (I've been avoiding sweets) and was super excited when it - finally - arrived. I think we were the last table served. When it came, though, it made me happy.
After dinner we spent the rest of the time on the deck drinking champagne and enjoying the great evening.
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