Ice Cream or Something Like It

So tonight Doug had a mad hankering for a chocolate dipped cone from Dairy Queen. Actually, the craving began last night, but when we got to DQ last night it was closed. Instead we got plain vanilla cones from Sonic. Unfortunately, those did not quench Doug's thirst for a plain vanilla coned dipped in artificial chocolate covering from Dairy Queen. (Although I thought they were delicious!) So, we tried again tonight. Luckily, they were open, but everyone else apparently had the same craving as Doug. After waiting in line for quite some time, we ordered one medium chocolate-dipped vanilla cone and one chocolate dilly bar, which I had started to crave after he started talking about Dairy Queen. (You see, my dad occasionally used to pick up a bunch of dilly bars for us kids as a special treat--I was feeling reminiscent.)
We finally got to pay and they handed us our treats. Doug was disappointed in the appearance of his--"This is a MEDIUM?"--and I came to the sad realization that the dilly bar of my past was much different than the dilly bar of today. Mine was much smaller, and had been pre-packaged. We were let down by Dairy Queen. Next time, we'll just go to Coldstone. Or if we are in the Aztec area, the Vanilla Moose. :)

Too old?

So while we were in Arizona for Spring Break, we thought it would be fun to go for a bike ride. We borrowed Doug's grandparents' bikes and went for a ride around the neighborhood. We must have been a sight! Neither of us has ridden a bike in a LONG time, so we got pretty winded, and sweaty! Plus, his grandma is a lot shorter than me, so I didn't really fit on her bike. Anytime I turned a corner, I would hit my foot on the ground. But the bike ride was a lot of fun. We should do it more often!

Getting Started

So, we just started this thing. We're trying to figure it all out.