They would not stop kicking each other under the table, or grabbing at each other's hands, or other things. Told them to stop a couple times, always getting a response along the lines of "Oh stop yourself." They'd actually started acting up as soon as we were shown to our table, and Adam ended up saying something like "Why don't you just go home?" There were only two things stopping me:
1) I know Mom's trying to do something nice for everyone by taking us out, so to just up and leave would be incredibly rude.
2) I'm not going to let them spoil a rare night going out for supper just because they think they can act the same there as they do at home.
But needless to say, it was alright otherwise. Smittys has completely redone the inside part of the restaurant since last time we were there. Much nicer looking, if a bit disorienting. They need to fix their receipt machine / computer though. Not only did it list the time in the 19:00's (7:00, when we'd gone there at 6), but it also listed one of the items we'd ordered as "Topping's". *shrug* Maybe they have someone there named "Topping", who's responsible for part of the food. That's the only logical explanation I come up with, outside of that even computers can't be counted on to have good grammar anymore :p
So now they've dropped me off, meaning that I've actually got about half an hour of peace and quiet before they get back from Walmart and TSC. Yep. They technically don't even *have* their money yet, and they're already spending it. I don't have any plans in particular for mine, at least until I see how much I have in my bank account after I deposit it.
...and yeah. Now I've got a cat laying on my arm, so I'm going to post this before it falls asleep :s