A Clean Freaks Nightmare

By the time Friday rolls around, no one wants to cook. Tonight we were headed to The Texas Roadhouse for some steaks. If you haven't been to this restaurant, it is a treat. It has a country theme with familiar voices bellowing through the speakers. On the "special" songs, the cowgirls line up to do a rehearsed line dance. My little guy loves this part and shakes his booty with them. The food is a treat as well, reminds me of living in Texas. The highlight for my boys though,  is the free appetizer.

On each table, you find a troff size bucket of shuck-your-own peanuts. Thank goodness their are no peanut allergies in our family. My boys eyes began to bulge and their mouths began to water as we approached our table with the beckoning silver bucket. Their bottoms weren't in their seats before they started to dig in. T was banging them on the table to get them open with such force that the table began to shake. With a few lessons on squeezing with your fingers, or smooshing them into the table, he was set to go. My little guy, J, would give me handfuls of peanuts to de-shell for him. My fingers couldn't move fast enough for him. I was getting grunts as I quickly deskinned the peanuts.

There was one problem though. Where was the other bucket to discard of these light brown clothes? I quickly looked around to see what other people were doing as T tossed shells over her shoulder on to the floor. My eyes widened in panic and my mouth began the lecture on being neat and tidy when I saw the lady next to us do the same thing. My eyes slowly went to the jet black floor that was littered with peanut remains. We really were supposed to throw our shells on the floor. I felt the need to get a broom and start cleaning. My ears had been so focused on the music that I didn't notice the crunching sound as shoe met shell. The grinding of those remains becoming even more smothered under a humans pressure.

I coaxed myself to take a deep breathe and go with the flow. I grabbed my peanut, put pressure on the shell, rescued the small nuts from within, and watched as the shell tumbled to the ground to join the rest of his family. CRUNCH!