...and birthdays!
The Friday before my birthday I had the opportunity to go over to my grandparents' house after getting off of work early. This is one of my favorite days of the week that I get the honor of spending with two of the sweetest, most inspirational people in the world.
A few weeks ago, my sweet Gramma fixed me a wilted salad for lunch. I didn't know what I was missing until then! Leaf lettuce, radishes, green onions, bacon crumbles...what isn't to love? And, after sharing how yummy the experience was, she decided to make it again.
With Spring in the air, we decided it was garage sale weather and sweet hubby took off to lay out a few items in the driveway. Therefore, he too had the pleasure of a Friday afternoon with the grandparents.
After enjoying our delicious salad and cornbread, we headed to the house and spent the afternoon in the front yard. The sun was warm, but the wind was chilly. Getting a late start, not very many people came to our humble abode to purchase their long-lost treasures. We decided to call it a night and try again in the morning when the crowd was there.
That evening we decided to enjoy dinner with the fam at our favorite taco truck. We stuffed our stomachs full of delicious coffee-rubbed steak meat before topping it off with a cup of jo at our new BJ's.
We turned into the parking lot to enjoy Pizookies and ice cream just as the storm came in. We ran through the rain and stayed long enough to shut the place down. Knowing we had to get up early for our garage sale, we called it a night and headed home.
Apparently the storm we felt was just the icing on the cake for the main event in our neighborhood. Tree limbs were down, leaves were everywhere, and piles of hail stood inches thick at our house.
The next morning, my sweet hubby woke me up early to get a head start on our sale. He decided it would be best to start the day off with a yummy donut from our local shop. We drove down the street into town and picked up a couple paper bags with sweet bakery treats. As we headed back onto the interstate, Mr. I'mgoodattwistingthetruth "missed" the turn to get back to our house. I calmly pointed it out as he stated we had no where to be and would take the long way home. Which I believed until...
...we started driving to Midwest City.
At this point, I noticed hubby looking at his phone and picking up an envelope with scribbles all over it. I asked where we were going and if he needed help. Of course he declined and headed off the highway onto a dirt road. "Stanley Draper Lake" the sign read.
"I think I went the wrong way," he stated.
Again, I offered to help after letting him know we might need to find a nearby ladies' room when he found out where he was.
We rounded the corner as he rolled down the window where a car was coming in the opposite direction. Thinking he was asking for directions, I was shocked to see my parents in the car beside us.
"What are you doing here?" I questioned.
"Looking for you," they continued as my husband mentioned we needed to find a restroom facility.
We drove to the marina to take a potty break where I learned my husband had been planning an adventure for the entire family to celebrate my birthday. I have always wanted to go horseback riding, and although I had been on a sluggish trail years ago, I yearned to open the reigns and gallop in the country.
Much to my surprise, he had planned for the two of us to spend two full hours on the happy trails with my parents, sister and future brother-in-law, and six year old niece.
Yipppee!!
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