Outnumbered... again

It's a funny thing, living in a family of all boys; I am always outnumbered.  When it comes to movie votes or eating out votes, I am in the minority... always!

My idea: Dr. Zhivago 
Boys idea: Star Trek
My idea: local Chinese place
Boys idea: Five Guys Burger

I don't like Five Guys... I'm not really a "burger" person.  I don't like their cheese or buns or eating fries out of a bag or the burgers.  I could maybe handle their cheese, buns, or fries--- if not for throwing peanut shells on the floor.  They encourage patrons to throw  peanut shells on the floor.  WHAT??!  Why do I want to eat in a restaurant with peanut shells on the floor?  Of course, the Boys (the Hubs included) that I live with find this practice fantastic.  They like it even better because they watch me with an evil glint in their eye while they throw shells on the floor.  I like to make a pile, on a napkin, of my shells.  When I am not looking, one of the Boys tosses them on the floor.

I can't help but wonder if this is some kind of cosmic Karma... I used to dress my brother up in my dolly clothes...

Occasionally, I get my way and they suffer marathons of the BBC's Downton Abbey, HGTV's House Hunters International,and (their beloved): QVC!

I think I feel a family movie night coming on---- feature attraction: Steel Magnolias!