Posts tagged food
Busy Bee!
Mar 30th
The last couple of days I have been unusually busy. Usually on a Monday or Tuesday night, you’re pretty much guaranteed to find me parked in front of the compy or the telly.
Monday night as I was driving home from work, Byron called and let me know that we were going to meet at a certain place and time to go to Worship Generation at Calvary Chapel Costa Mesa. “Oh yeah,” thought I. “Told Byron I’d go with him.” I wasn’t sure if I really wanted to go, I planned on doing laundry, working on the site, etc., but I thought I should go, and I’m really glad I decided to. Ryan W. and Jason P., guys we knew from SMCHS, ended up going with us. We went to Chick-Fil-A for some grub beforehand, and I was impressed my first time there. The food was pretty yummy. So afterwards we went over to Calvary Chapel, and the worship section got underway for about 45 minutes.
Crappy weekend had by all!
Feb 15th
Firstly, Happy Valentine’s Day :madeup: Hope you all had a wonderful time with your loved ones. :loveeye:
Secondly, let me tell you. Let ME tell YOU. About my Sunday. Friday and Saturday passed by pretty uneventfully, but SUNDAY. Of course when Mike and I get together, things are bound to get rambunctious. I know this. But let me get on with the story.
The night before, I pretty much raked Mike over the coals about not having anything planned for Valentine’s day. He made excuses of course (work, school, tired, blah blah) but I didn’t buy them. I had been reminding him that it was coming for two weeks, that is more than enough time to at least find a restaraunt and make a reservation. At least. So after we talked, I felt pretty bad, like a complete superficial bitch that you always hear guys talking about, saying how they feel so pressured by their girlfriend to make awesome, outstanding plans for Valentine’s Day. I didn’t want to be one of those bitches. So I called Mike and apologized. He felt bad anyway, and Sunday morning planned out our day, since we were pretty sure a restaurant would be impossible to get on Valentine’s Day.
So Sunday morning we went to church (I wore the dress that he gave me for Christmas), and he decided to take me home to get a fancier outfit for dinner. So we did, bid farewell to my ‘rents, and drove away. As we were driving, we noticed that it sounded like something was grinding — really badly. We pulled over and looked under the car, nothing. Then I reminded Mike that it only happened when we were slowing down, so it might be the brakes. Compile the fact that Mike’s car is known for having crappy brakes, and you got yourself a recipe for disaster.
