Soooo, Tuesday evening , The depression fairy found me .. Dh comes home from work, I am sitting in recliner, wrapped in a blanket with tears running down my face.. I have had enough of the liquids , mushies, and the whole thing... HE tells me get dressed we are going out .. Oh great, just what I want -- NOT !!!

We pull into red Lobster ( I know cheap so so sea food), but I was excited ... The waiter came and I talked to him and showed him my card and he said he had no problem leting DH and me share a dinner. So we ordered a platter , that had lobster on it .. Husband got everything but the lobster.

I shredded that tail and smothered it with lemon juice. This was the best lobster I have ever had . after this dinner , I am back on track.

BTW-- No I did not have , salad or bread and I had 1 tablespoon of baked potato with my lobster.

Maybe I need to cry more often ...The waiter was a sweetie about all of this and we of course tipped him on double the amount of the bill.

Why did you chicken out...