Group dates don't count. Or at least that is what my fridge says. (it is a magnet on our fridge...we don't have a talking fridge that gives out dating advice...but wouldn't that be cool if we did!) More about this later...the date...not our fridge...are you intrigued?
A Happy Heritage Day to one and all. I hope you took time out of your busy long weekend to remember who you are and what you stand for. Heaven knows I did! No, not really. I was just trying to make you feel guilty...did it work?
This was the first weekend in about a month...or longer that we have not gone on some far off expedition. However it was just as jammed packed as any of our other weekends have been.
Friday, we started off by hanging out with some of the craziest/cutest guys that we know. Seriously we didn't do anything except sit around and listen to all of their crazy stories, but we had such a fun time doing it. We ended up at the dance...which was one of the poorest dances I have ever been too! I know, I am not a good judge of dances...I hate them all. But I felt like I was at a Stake Dance. I think the average age of the dance was 17...and that was with me and Ginger there. When I finally arrived at the dance, there was someone's mom waiting outside in a minivan!
Saturday was definitely a lazy day...after we all slept in and took half the day to get ready, we sat around looking for something to do. We should have definitely made firm plans because we ended up sitting in a parking lot, listening to Aerosmith and freezing! Not really the enchanted evening that we had imagined. If we have learned anything from that experience, indiciviness never pays.
Sunday, after a sweet date to Break the Fast, and a crazy Rice Krispie Square making production, we got ready for our monthly, long weekend camp out extravaganza! (Really we have only had 2 campouts, but they both seemed to fall on long weekends, so maybe it could be a tradition...or maybe it is just something that happened twice...only time will tell.)
We set up the tent in our front yard. We are getting quite proficient at setting up the tent in a hurry. Our tent has been well used this summer...even if it is just in people's backyards. I did the right thing, and slept inside....my dad was proud. I don't think I missed much...just Danny talking about bubbles in his sleep.
We ended up at the Corn Maze on Monday afternoon, and luckily we made it out in 3rd place. I learned that turkeys are some of the ugliest animals ever. Who decided that we could eat them? After the Corn Maze the girls went swimming...or more standing in the water. And then went home to get ready for our hot "date".
Ahh...the date. I am proud of you for making it through all the reading to get to this part of the weekend.
On Friday night, as part of our crazy conversation with our crazy boys, one of the boys had come up with a funny Mexican date idea. Everyone got excited so we planned to have our big date on Monday night.
After only a few minor mishaps and a lot of primping time for the girls, our magical, random evening started. We ended up by dressing up like Mexican and eating at Taco Bell. (I know, I know, a little...unconventional, but funny none the less.) We followed up the food with some Pinata-ing and then...fencing? Yup, fencing. I guess Zorro was Mexican. We ended the night with crazy stories and a lot of laughs. A good time...even if it was a little more random that what we would normally be doing. At least the boys planned something! Thanks guys!
The weekend feels like more than a blur now, but we had a wonderful time with all of our favourite people. Now to get started on that talking fridge!
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