The brother whose picture is in my last post happens to be a boy scout, and as a member of that sacred group of scrawny adventurers he is required to camp out a certain number of nights. So this last weekend was one of those camping weekends and he and my mom went off to the woods with their group and I had the house to myself. Sort of. Except for my dad and my brother. So mostly. It's was nice, let me tell ya. :) THREE nights with no "Kelly! What are you doing? Can I come in? I want to tell you something. I CAN'T tell you through the door. [kick kick kick] Let me IN! I want to TELL you something!" or tuneless humming just because he knows it drives me bonkers or ANY annoying little brother behavior. B.L.I.S.S. :P
And on Saturday night I had a fun little impromptu daddy-daughter date night. With the absence of my mom there was also an absence of dinner, so my dad and I went to this huuuuge mall about a half hour from our house. Cause we felt like it. It's got an Imax theater, how's that for cool? If we'd left earlier, we probably would have seen something but it was not to be. Something else that was not to be- P.F.Changs. There's another one nearer to our house, so hopefully we can try again when there isn't a forty-five minute wait. >.< Instead we went to Panera Bread (also in the mall) and it was soooo goooooood...I got the chicken ceaser salad and a no doubt high-fructose-laden frozen caramel coffee...confection. It was also delish. And we watched a bunch of episodes of The Mentalist. I wonder if Kev and Mom can go camping again this weekend...:D
If you've seen the movie 'Penelope', you probably remember the Reese Witherspoon character whipping around on her awesome Vespa. I'll say it right now- I LOVE VESPAS. I want one. If you could drive them in the rain, I would buy one instead of a car. Even their name ('Vesspaaaaa') sounds so much cooler then 'moped'. Psh. Who wants something called a 'moped'? Seriously.
That said, I laughed (albeit at myself) when I read this excerpt from this stupid blog (called 'Stuff White People Like):
'As it stands, every single white person on earth either owns, has owned, or is dreaming about owning a Vespa Scooter. And why not? They are Italian, feature vintage design, low emissions, make the rider look more sophisticated, and they carry a little bit of risk. In fact, were it to have a liberal arts degree and a steady income, a Vespa scooter would possesses every important quality that a white person looks for in a spouse.'
Well...it's sort of incredibly true...:P
I can just picture myself on one of those babies, can't you? With my awesome vintage chic skirt and big sunglasses and ballet flats...they might just push soft-top Jeeps down to my SECOND all-time-favorite vehicle. :P
Enough rambling for now, I guess. :)
~Kelly~
Comments
Sep. 28, 2009 - Untitled Comment
Posted by SeaChel
I love Daddy-Daughter dates!! :-D
haha, I like how you put that, "no doubt high fructose-laden"! Why do things with high fructose corn syrup have to taste so good???
~SeaChel
