Valentines Surprise! Adam totally earned bonus points for his Valentines Eve date. He arranged dinner at this delicious and secluded Bistro in old-town Ogden. The ambiance was perfect, the food mouth-watering, and the company was top notch! It certainly was a memorable and enjoyable evening with my hub and friends! The evening ended with fondue and chit chat!
Although most people make fancy things for breakfast in bed, we are more 'cereal' people... okay... maybe I am just lazy... but anyways, why breakaway from a classic? So I brought Adam breakfast in bed! What could be more delightful than some Oatmeal Squares with fresh strawberries and grape garnish?
Alright, Alright! My breakfast in bed was HIGHLY unimpressive due to Adam's Valentines Evening out, but it's all about the thought right? Moving on, lets talk about the SUCKY OLD BLAZER or to be brief the S.O.B. (THE OTHER ACCRONYM APPLIES TOO I SUPPOSE). This story begins last November when Adam and I replaced all of our old tires with bright and shiny new ones (on both vehicles... not a cheap task right before the holiday season but it had to be done). We decided at this time to get a 2 inch lift on the S.O.B. and re-due the suspension while we were at it. This all seemed well and good. Shortly after revamping the S.O.B. (one week later to be exact), the brakes would lose pressure upon sharp turns. So since November, we have had to pump our breaks like it was going out of style to get enough pressure to say break at a stop sign etc. Not a big deal right? Ha ha he hummm... Anyway this brings us to February of this year. The break issue has gone beyond redunculous and it was time to bite the el bulleto and figure out what has been causing these issues. We took the SOB into the Chevy Dealership and $3200 buckaroos later, our cars brakes STILL aren't working. We went and picked up the car 2 weeks ago, after it had been "fixed" and Adam pulled out of the dealership, did a U turn, the brakes went out, did another U turn and returned promptly to the dealership from whence he had come. It has been almost 2 weeks since then, and our vehicle is STILL not fixed. I am having some issues with the fact that even the MAKERS of the SOB can't fix it... sigh. Such is our life. Luckily the el dealershipo is paying for our rental car whilst they fix this puzzler. yay.
Sorry whining time is over, moving on to other random thoughts.
Tonight I was hanging out with my BFF murdy while Adam went and hung out with his guys. We were playing a good old fashioned round of Tetris when she starts humming "Take Me Out to the Ball Game". At this moment I was flung into a most RANDOM memory! A few years ago the gang and I went to a SL Bees game. Those that have been around me enough know that I have what they call TB. No not Tuberculosis. A Tiny Bladder. TMI? Probably. Sorry! Anyway, I upon coming out of the stall, the individual using the handicapped stall opened her door as well. Even though I was technically in front of her already, I felt awkward jutting out of my stall like an insensitive jerk, so I smiled and said "Oh! After you." The woman said "Thanks" wheeled on by. She wasn't in the best shape for lack of better terms and she wheeled herself up to the sinks. I followed behind then used the sink next to her. This woman then looks at me and says 'Could you help me?" Me: "Sure". She then takes both hands and grasps onto the sink and hoists her body up, exposing her bare buttocks. She then asks me to "Would you please pull up my pants!". Oh dear! Oh dear. What have I got myself into here! I blindly reach 'bellow' into the dark depths and pull up her pants. Yikes! I had already washed my hands... would she be offended if I wash them again? She can't expect me to walk out of here without washing them again... As I contemplated my next move, She hoists her body up again, the same as before and says "You didn't get my underpants.." Gulp! Wow! Uh... WOW! Now I begin perspiring. "Oh. Uh...mmmkay" I then again reached below this strangers lower regions and grasped the said underpants and pulled them gently over her rump, and repeated the same action with the sweats. How long had I been in there? Surely my friends wondered what was taking so long! I hurriedly washed my hands a 3rd time and with a quick 'Have a nice day!" booked it out of there! Seriously... the most random things happen to me. I get myself into some strange predicaments and with that I am realizing why it's probably a bad idea for me to write blogs at 12:30 in the AM. Ha ha ha. I hope you all have a wonderful morning/Sabbath. Wow. I'm special.
