I'm sure you've all been there.
But in my times of desperation the one gal that I know I can call up to join me in stupidity is my dear friend Tammy. You remember her, don't you? She was the one I almost killed on the freeway on the way back from Paramore en route to our ghetto hotel with a stop at the hooker hangout also known as Perkins on University Avenue. (Fun fact- apparently we were staying at what is referred to as "mid town" in St. Paul which apparently is a not so super neighborhood. NOTE TO SELF: Research before travel)
Anyhoodle.
So Tammy and I decided we were going to go on a dinner date and blind other Olive Garden patrons with our hotness. We totally did. Nevermind the fact that we were sitting next to the fireplace which was romantic except that my arm felt like it was going to burst into flames. Thank god I long sleeves otherwise I'm sure I'd have a burn.
But we talked about our husbands, their sometimes lameness, three-somes (pros and cons and whether it'd be better with a stranger or someone you knew, etc. You know, the usual. BUT we also are tossing the idea of a road trip out there. I know- wouldn't that be the fucking hotness? Could you see it?? If that happens I will have to purchase video equipment. I mean no roadtrip with us could happen without it. (Tammy- pack yo' bags!)
So after dinner, about 8:30 p.m., we weren't really feeling the whole "go home" thing. Duluth/Superior is pretty lame on Friday nights unless you feel like going to bars and we're kind of eh on that whole scene. So we did what every normal date would do.
We drove 78.5 miles (one way...that's about 1 hour and 20 minutes) to Hinckley. To get donuts. It was nighttime, and I didn't kill us. I didn't have to swerve for rogue deer (or other animal), I stayed out of ditches, and got us there in one piece. Wide awake (unlike the time I almost fell asleep driving from Kings of Leon at 2 am) (but in my defense I had been up since 5:30 am the previous day).
When we got there? No mother fucking donuts. How pissed was I? I got suckered into 2 lemon poppyseed muffins (for Matt), 3 double berry muffins (for the kids), and a chocolate chocolate chip muffin (for me). I WOULD have gotten two of those but I had to let Tammy buy one.
And we were there and obviously had to pee from drinking way too much at Olive Garden. And seriously? How nasty is their sink??
It's like dang--do you even TRY to clean the grim off??
But while we were there there were two older guys standing there. And the one actually a paying customer was like, "What are you ladies doing out so late" to which I replied, "Oh we were on a little drive. We're from Superior".
The look on his face?? PRICELESS. He's like, "Kind of a long little drive- almost two hours one way!".
We know.
So this is us standing in Tobies trying to get a decent picture taken by some girl coming off her shift who couldn't figure out a camera or zoom. Whatevs.I got us back to Superior at a little after 11. So that means I shaved an HOUR off our drive. :) Proud to say my "getting to places in unheard of time" is still intact.
11 comments:
1. I would vote for stranger. But they couldn't be hotter than me and they would have to show me clean bloodtest results.
2. Donuts are always worth a 2 hour drive. This should never be questioned. We have Voodoo Donut here in Portland, pure magic shaped like a penis you just can't' go wrong there.
3. Maybe you got home so quick in an attempt to run as far away from the dirt sink as possible. How is that even possible for something created with the purpose of cleanliness become so filthy?
4. That is all. I just liked counting.
one word... ANYHOODLE. next time i crack open an egg with a beak in it, i'll just be all nonchalant and whatnot... you know, just look around at everyone else (because i obviously have an audience while making cake-from-the-box) and go, ANYHOODLE! you're hilarious!
aww, i hope your little road trip helped you out of your funk hunny - i'm thinking of you! but i'm also booking a seat on that crazy road trip with you girls! can you imagine?!! oh, and i'm also stealing that "blinding them with our hotness" line! how could i ever have a bad day when i have your blog to read!!! xx
what's wrong with muffins instead of doughnuts? mix it up a little. and i'm really not sure how you ate just one.
that's a long way to drive for food, though. you're so dedicated.
Those muffins look good! I think a road to trip to Fla would be fun!
Road Trips are great. If you come to the South, can you bring some of those muffins :)
The hotness IS too much...it's scalding my face like a waffle iron... how dare you... donuts sound good now...damn you again...
Love impromptu road trips, especially with the promise of donuts on the end of it. It is disappointing they didn't have any...ANYHOODLE, that sink was gross.
I have done crazy things such as these for donuts. They are delicious.
Does Wisconsin grow crazy ladies? :D Sounds like a great time. You guys should totally do a road trip!
I miss having friends that would do crazy shit like that with me. Everyone is too damn resposible around here!
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