Dominican wives gone wild.
Dad, you can read this post. It's not what you think.
We've started this wonderful tradition with a group of our friends that is Tuesday night dinner. Each week, we pick a different restaurant and all venture out to enjoy a break in the week and each other's company. Our other halves come if they are able to break away from studying, or it can be a ladies night. Either way, it has quickly turned into my favorite part of the week.
This week, we ate at the Chinese restaurant where we got our fan - Hope's Restaurant. Believe it or not, they have delicious food, too, along with selling fans. We all sat around a couple of picnic tables for dinner, and commented on how blessed we were to be in this place, on this journey together, with a group of friends who are so positive, supportive and quickly turn into a family of sorts.
And this is where the wild part comes in. We all got tattoos.
|Sorry for the poor quality and crazy eyes. It was dark!|
So yes, Dominican wives gone wild is a friendly dinner filled with laughs, ice cream and henna tattoos. It doesn't get much better than that.