This weekend we went to visit Tim’s family in that highly classified location in the American Southwest (we could tell you where, but we’d have to kill you afterward). :) This was our intended destination for Father’s Day weekend, but we had to postpone until this week due to Tim getting sick that other weekend.
The gorgeous desert view from Tim's parents' backyard. (07/10/05)
Rather than leave on Friday night, as we typically do, we decided to leave at the crack of dawn Saturday. It turned out to be a good idea; it saved us at least an hour and a half, since we weren’t fighting the typical Friday night desert rush.
We didn’t do a lot there other than eat, socialize, watch National Geographic TV shows (and fall asleep while doing so). We also played some cards, including my favorite new game: 9 Holes of Golf. I won the first game, easily beating Tim and Grandma Jean (notorious cheaters, the both of ‘em). But Tim’s Grandma cold dissed me the second round when she cleaned up in game two.
Tim puts on our license plate courtesy of Tim's dad's torx screwdriver. (07/10/05)
Before we left this morning, we finally were able to put the license plates on the Saab after having them for like two months. It was all thanks to Tim’s Dad, who actually owned the type of screwdriver required to put it on (it looks kind of like a six-pointed star). It actually has a name, I learned: a Torx screwdriver. I guess you really do learn something every day!