On Thursday I hung out with Carrie. On my way to the hospital where she works, I spied someone partaking in an age old tradition and I decided we NEEDED to partake as well that evening. As soon as I picked her up, we headed to Wal-Mart where Carrie was wondering what I had planned.
I headed to the toy section and scoured the shelves while she guessed what was going on. I couldn’t find the item in question (with just reason, it was end of season) but I managed to ask an employee where I could find it and sure enough, we found the last one in the store.
A kite.
That’s right, we were going to fly a kite! When’s the last time you’ve flown a kite? I think I flew a kite back in elementary school. I still have this vivid memory of flying kites one afternoon out on a windy day and if you pull on the cord it dives. I still remember Joshua diving into mine and mine went spiraling out of control.
Anyhow, we headed to the cash and we assembled it while in line. This wasn’t your average kite. This thing was a meter long and was in the form of an airplane. Carrie commented that as soon as it went up in the air, people would think the Gay Pride Parade was in town as it was rainbow colours! I begged to differ as it was multi-coloured, but surely not rainbow coloured. Either way, we picked it up for a smoking five bucks (clearance item) and went into the parking lot.
Unfortunately the wind had died down and the only way I could get it in the air was if I ran along with it. Carrie kept yelling “Run! Run!” but it just wouldn’t get enough air. We then headed out to a giant hill on Riverside where I thought we would be closer to the wind currents but we didn’t manage to get much out of that adventure either (although we ran around in the brush for awhile and got some exercise).
All in all, a giant failure of kite-flying, but a grand success of having a hilarious time.
We then went to the grocery store to pick up some essentials to make tacos; my request for a birthday dinner from Carrie. I don’t know why I’m on a taco kick as of late, but I can’t get enough of them. Every time I think of tacos I think of Eric coming over to my place when he was 16 and staying for dinner and it was the first time he had ever eaten a taco. I had a good chuckle at him trying to assemble this thing.
We also picked up some beverages which included a Pumpkin beer (naturally) which we were intrigued about. In the end, the Pumpkin beer was drinkable but I definitely wouldn’t recommend it. Ugh.
Tacos were great and the beer was great and before you know it, Alex and Holly had arrived home and we started watching a bit of the new Rambo film on Alex’s new free-to-air satellite dish. This reminded me of the days where we used to have illegal satellite dish and every Saturday morning the boys would settle in and watch all the new pay-per-view films until the afternoon. Rambo was quite over the top and I can’t wait to see the entire film as it is ludicrous. We then surfed some other interesting channels and I settled into the guest room for the night. I woke up in the morning with a fright as I had no idea where I was and that comforter was so heavy I thought I was going to suffocate! I did manage to realize where the heck I was and headed to work shortly after that.
Thanks for Carrie for the excellent birthday dinner and to the others for the great company for the night of fun!