My 9th Anniversary "Celebration"?

BJ and I attempted to celebrate our ninth wedding anniversary tonight by going out to eat. We wanted to go to our favorite family gathering place that we had the last time we were living here--Portabellos. We were dismayed to discover that sometime between May of 2006 and August of 2008 the restaurant closed. So we had to settle for a simple restaurant in downtown Willimantic called The Post Office (actually it's now the Main Street Cafe and Brewery and much more expensive than we remembered).
I say that we attempted to celebrate because Toby put on a real show for the other diners in the restaurant. From playing keep-away with BJ in the parking lot on the way into the restaurant to the five times we had to leave the table for time out in the bathroom (yes, five times) Toby single-handedly ruined our nice night out. On the way home BJ and I reflected on just how awful his behavior was (and we couldn't pinpoint a reason for it), and we decided that he has never acted so poorly at a restaurant before. Not ever. It got so bad at one point another waitress came up and asked, "What is he, about three? Don't worry, it gets better. I was about to pull my hair out with my three-year-old." Nice. How's that supposed to make us feel? Better? I think I would have rather had the manager ask us to leave. It was that bad. I was so horribly embarrassed the only thing keeping us there to "finish" our meals was the desire to celebrate our anniversary with some time together. So much for that idea. At least I have the leftovers. Hopefully we'll buy a microwave soon so I can eat the leftovers and enjoy a hot meal and laugh at the memory of just how bad Toby was. Really, even if someone had a video camera there taping us you still wouldn't believe it was Toby acting out. So it will be a while before we attempt another meal out with Toby.