Dinner out with bf (and bf's mom). Was great, had lobster for first time in ages. Only huge downside? Boyfriend's mom. It was okay at first but then she had a few long island teas with rum. So she got tipsy and then stole the salt and pepper shaker before we left. Honestly, she's kind of embarrassing. In hindsight, wish me and bf would've gone by ourselves. But then again, I kind of wish that every time she tags along with us for whatever reason. Like this Sunday. Bf and I might go down to San Francisco to see my mom and sisters. I'm honestly happy that boyfriend's mom has no interest in going because I kind of cringe at the idea of what my mom and sisters would think. She'd probably get plastered and say really weird stuff (and racist, going off past history) to my sisters because they're part Japanese- my stepdad was half.