This weekend one of my friends, Scott, that used to be in the ward but moved to Ogden for work came into town which he does often to see my good friend Kyrie (Qui-ree-yay)because they are kind of dating, but that's a different story. So he came to town and a group of us went and ate dinner at Winger's and watched game six of the Lakers Nuggets series while we were there. Lakers won, but again, different story. It was fun, thouhg, I did get some serious heartburn. I just cannot handle food like I used to could. Then we went and watched Drag Me to Hell. I know that the previews sell it like it's a scary movie, but it's not! It was so funny! It was by Sam Raimi and it was hysterical! I think it was the type of movie that Dad would probably enjoy, though there might have been too much vomiting for his taste. At any rate, hilarious.
Then last night Jared and I went and saw Fast and Furious. So cheesy, but that wasn't the main reason I was unhappy with it. (Spoiler Alert) They killed my favorite character, Letty, in the first ten minutes! I was so upset! And they also insisted on blowing up my two favorite cars one of thm being the black '69 Charger! Arg. It was sad. All in all, the movie was pretty dumb, but, hey, it was at the dollar theater!
I also worked this weekend. Like I said before, I am a kitchen helper type person and so I have to be at work at seven a.m. every morning, aside from Sunday. Man, that's so early! Anyway. On Saturday, none of the full time workers come in so there were three of us students cutting fruit for Monday.
I have never seen so much melon in all of my life!
We cut 120 pounds of cateloupe (and I was thinking of Dad for every second of it--"Remeber, you cn get married but you can'telope! Bahahaha!) 125 pounds of honeydew and 120 pounds of pineapple. See, we were cutting fruit for two cafeterias, or so we thouhgt. Our boss came in when we had fifty pounds of pineapple left, and we thouhgt we had another 170 to go, and he told us that the sheet was wrong and we were cutting for Tuesday, effectively saving us from one hundred scary pounds of pineapple.
THe funny thing is, Allan, our boss, never comes in on Saturdays either! He told us that he just had the impression that he should stop by and see how we were. And we were glad he did. Thanks, Holy Ghost! And thanks Allan for listening!
And there you have it! My weekend!
Remeber, you cn get married but you can'telope! Bahahaha!)
ReplyDeleteHow many times will I have to explain that to my kids before they get it? Because I can't help it, I think it every time I see a cantaloupe. (And I don't even eat them!)