The cider mill I went to last weekend was about 50 miles from here. I asked MoC if she knew where we were going and she said, “Sure. Just go out Metcalf to about 150th Street.” Okay. Try about 50 miles “out Metcalf.” I kept asking her and she just saying it was right off Metcalf. It sure is. Another 3 miles off Metcalf (which had long since turned into a state highway). If a business is “off” a certain street, shouldn’t it be within 2 or 3 blocks?
This weekend we decided to go see a movie at a theater we hadn’t been to in a long time. In another city.
MoC: I think we take 291 and curve around to I-470 … or maybe we hit 50 Highway and go east …
Me: Why don’t we just go out 291 and see where it goes?
MoC: You are such a smartass!
Me: I’m sorry. I got it from my father.
MoC: Well, I prefer to remember him fondly!
We also worked on making fart noises with our hands – because we’re 12. I took some pictures. I took more pics for the contest coming up – the one with the autumn theme. I can’t decide which one to submit, so I’m putting them after the jump and you can vote (again). I got one of MoC that is the best picture I’ve seen of her in … ever.
Here are the contest pics: