That night he wanted to go up to Salt Lake for dinner at the Blue Iguana. We thought it was a great idea. I'm always up for a chili verde burrito and my parents wouldn't have to drive as far to see him and give him his gifts.
It was in the middle of the week so we didn't think we would need reservations. Boy were we wrong. There was some HUGE convention at the Salt Palace. Thousands of MLM people were ALL OVER Salt Lake City. We had to wait over an hour for our table. He was starving and very emotional. After we ate he finally felt a wee bit better. We went over to Leatherby's for ice cream and then headed home for cake and gift opening here at the house.
Trying to facetime with grandma and grandpa in Mongolia while we wait for a table.