Concretes and Christmas Trees
Time to break out the xmas stuff and clear a place for the tree. The mylar balloons that Robert had gotten me for my birthday were still hanging in there so i finally cut them loose. Yeah, i know, naughty me. But who doesn't like to watch balloons float away? We went down to the neighborhood hardware store to get some old-school C7 bulbs for the tree, but when i started thinking about it, i realised that you really can't put those on a fake plastic tree since it'll melt the sucker. Those things get hot! "Oh, fine!" declared Matt when he realised that i had a point (one of those rare occassions). "C'mon, i'll take you to Ted's to get a real tree." Of course, we had no intention of actually buying a tree. You see, "Ted's" is, of course, the legendary Ted Drewe's Frozen Custard. In the wintertime, they use their parking lot to sell trees. They kept hearing from their customers, even on the really cold evenings, that they "could really go for a concrete." So they decided to try opening the stand as well. Now they do just as big a business with the custard as the trees. And the smell is GREAT!
These little kids in line in front of us pointed at our guts and said "your belly's really fat!" Out of the mouths of babes, eh? Their mother was mortified, of course, but we thought it was really funny and joked with the kids that they'd better be good or they wouldn't make our "nice" list! That or we'd eat them.
We ran into my niece and her family that we hadn't seen in months (having blown off the traditional family get-together yesterday among other events). Yes, he's a hottie, but hands-off; she's a lawyer!!