No Moe's. Now that you mention it, I think that Piccadilly Cafe was here when we first moved here. I remember there being a cafeteria style restaurant there. I liked it OK. It's an Ulta cosmetics store now. There used to be a couple other little places near the Chick-fil-A, I think, but they all disappeared. I never ate at those, either, though. They kind of scared me.
TBH, I don't know about the Mexican restaurants. There are quite a few but only one that I've been to that was good. AT one place, my dh got something that was supposed to have red chili sauce on it but was regular marinara. I couldn't believe it! He wouldn't complain, though. He just ate it.
I've gotten scared to try any of the others. Plus, my boys don't like Mexican, too spicy, so I don't go there when my dh isn't home. I ordered the Chilo con Queso at Red Robin yesterday but they never brought it out. We got our meals and I was like, "Where are our chips with queso and salsa?" They took it off the bill and we never got it.
I've only become a homebody since I had ds3. It just got too hard for me to get the 2 LOs ready and out the door at any decent time and ds3 is so hard to keep track of. DS1 was just like ds3 but it was just him and I was much younger so it wasn't so hard to keep up with him. Part of it is selfishness on my part, too. I get so bored sitting at the park, and even the beach now that I can hardly move, by myself. I'd rather be home knitting. I've tried taking my knitting with me but there's no comfortable way for me to do it. I get back and arm cramps and it's too windy and my yarn blows everywhere, even with the ball in a bag, along with any pattern instructions I might need. I keep most of that on my computer so it becomes a pain trying to print it out for that purpose.
I was complaining the other day about how tired I am even though I had slept, or at least rested and dozed on and off, for a couple of hours during the day. I still woke up feeling tired. DS1 told me to get out and do something. I wouldn't be so tired if I did something. Makes sense. That's what I'd tell him if he were laying around the house for days not doing anything. So, that's what I did yesterday and when I came home I was so exhausted that I went to bed at 5:30. I couldn't sleep, though, because the boys were still up and definitely not interested in going to bed. Same thing happened when I took them to the beach.
That's part of my problem. If I do go out, I am so exhausted when I get home that I can't do anything. I thought my house would be cleaner if we got our more but that didn't work out. Last week we had at least 3 days in a row when we had to go out and each day the house just got messier and messier. At least if I'm home, I can clean every day so the mess doesn't get completely out of control. Oh, I had ds2 call his friend to come and help clean up the playroom yesterday. Do you think that's bad?
That kid comes over here and makes huge messes. He rearranges furniture even though I've told him many, many times not to. He'll do things like take all the stuffed animals out and pile them on the bed or stack a bunch of pillows and blankets in between the bed and the wall so no one can walk through the room. When he's ready to leave, he just runs out the door without saying anything and we're stuck picking up after him. I've set a rule that they need to put anything they get out back before they go somewhere else even if they think they are going to come back. The trouble is catching them before they run out the door. Anyway, I'm rambling and complaining again so I'll shut up.