I really hope you didn't just spend the first few seconds of this post counting our margarita glasses. Lace Ann, Valerie, Rita and I all went to Bradley's for lunch on Saturday. I've been dying for Rita to meet Val for years now, and this was the perfect setting, since Rita was in town for a tennis tournament earlier in the week, and she'd planned to stay with me on Saturday night before she headed back home to Orlando. While Bradley's may be famous for injuries and hangovers in the past, we breezed through a light lunch and a few of their famous margaritas and made it home with all of our toenails in tact.
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