A couple of weeks ago at work I made the bold statement that I only eat fast food (i.e. Wendys, Taco Bell, anything with a drive-thru, etc.) about 4 times a year. I clarified that I do frequent places like Chipotle, Zupas, and Great Harvest, but no matter what I said, my co-workers were not interested in believing me.
28 hours later, Matt and I hopped in the car with our friends Lacey and Dallas to head to St. George for a weekend away. And about 3 hours after that we hopped out of the car at Dairy Queen and I gladly ordered a happy meal. I guess Dairy Queen went over very well because we went back the next night for another blizzard. If we hadn't ended up with car problems and a tow from Cedar City to Salt Lake, I dare say we would have been back for round 3.
Matt was beyond excited for this trip, as he called it, "destination golf." Judging by the amount of gofling he wants to do down there, I assume we'll be back soon.
Matt was beyond excited for this trip, as he called it, "destination golf." Judging by the amount of gofling he wants to do down there, I assume we'll be back soon.
Somehow we neglected eating anything besides granola bars and animal crackers until 4:30pm when we ended up at a BBQ place for the early bird special.
Matt making his best effort to look like he's helping, while actually spitting sunflower seeds. I "helped" by taking photos.
And this is how we arrived home, in style, I might add...
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