Friday night was the blessed event of the father's and son's outing in out stake. This meant Friday night was GIRLS NIGHT! Kaylee, being the naive, unappreciative, adolesent that she is, ditched out on us. Mom, Danielle, and I had a fabulous time. The evening started with dinner at the Italian restaurant on Washington Blvd called "Boccias", following which we rented a flick and grabbed what mom called "a few things" (in reality her entire cart was overflowing) from Lee's Market. We ran into Angela there... Completely irrelevant. The best part was when we got home.
Our family has a motor scooter. Danielle and I decided to take it for a spin while mom put groceries away. I have never felt like a bigger retard. Not kidding. I fell over on the dumb thing, killed it a couple times, and had cars honking at me to get out of the way. Awesome. Documented proof that scooters are not for everyone:
We look semi normal as we tried to ride the tiny thing together... and then...
I'm pretty sure Danielle was freaking out because she thought we were going to hit the curb. Good thing we were like twenty three miles away from any curb.
3 thoughts:
Angela, was actually the best part!! The scooter does make you two look retarded, however, I am secretly wishing that I had been there playing too. What fun!
ha ha sounds and looks like lots of fun!
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