"Happy" Birthday Makenzie!

Madison - I dedicate this blog post to you. :) But I did leave some details out so as to not embarass as much..



I believe it was a Friday, but not just any Friday. It just so happened to be my birthday. Maybe some people go out and smoke cigars, visit Boudoir Noir, or buy white out when they first turn eighteen. To each his own. But I decided to celebrate my birth is the lamest way possible.



This involves: Putting on my PJ's, popping in "She's The Man", climbing into bed, snuggling under the covers, and solving sodokus. mmmm :) My kind of night.



But being that this is, after all, my life I happen to be narrating, you can probably figure that this is not how my evening went.



I had barely started on my first sodoku (challenger level, ftw!) when I received a text from one of my friends I met on a missions trip last summer, Kylee.



Kylee is dear to my heart..but girl is crazy..



Anyway- she texted me saying she wanted to take me out for my birthday. Starbucks and a movie. Sounds good, yes? So I agree.



about 15 minutes later, I hear THE loudest truck I have ever heard drive through my neighbor hood and pull into my driveway. It must have disturbed half of my neighbors.. My mom comes into my room looking puzzled.



"Someone's here for you.."



Sitting in this truck was Kylee, waving wildly at me and screaming "Giiiiiiiiit innnnnn, giiirrllllfrriieennnddd!", a HUMONGOUS twenty-some year old guy who looked kinda mad, and another boy, named Travis, who was wearing lots of camo and was sporting a tooth pick in the corner of his mouth.



Picture these kids as the most die-hard countryfolk/4H/bumpkins you've ever seen. ok? ok. Moving on..



So, I climbed into the extremely loud pick up truck. Literally, climbed, strap myself in the back, and fold my legs up to my chin, thinking that it would protect me better.



Kylee began blaring Kenny Chesney on the radio as we pulled into the Starbucks drive thru. Now, Goliath and Travis have never been to Starbucks before, so the menu items were very foreign to them.



"Whatcha want?" Goliath yelled at me from the drivers seat.

"Uhm.. a caramel apple spice, please?" I answered in a semi-shakey voice.

"VANILLA FRAPPACHINOOO!" Kylee exclaimed.



Goliath relayed our orders something like "I'd like uh small karmil appul spyce 'N uh small V'nilla Frackanono"



Well, we pulled up to the drive thru window.. some awkward conversations were exchanged. Kylee spent awhile harrassing the poor barista, finally we drove away, but not to the movie.



Just a gas station, but for some reason, we didn't get gas. Turns out, countryfolk consider this fun, pulling into gas stations and doing who-knows-what for ten minutes. They like to talk about gas alot too..I know more about diesel then I ever desired.



While waiting in the car for Travis to be done with his gas station buisness, I sat in awkward silence while Kylee punch danced to her darn country music. Then out of no where she screamed



"OHHH MYYYY GOOOSSHHHH!!! LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THIS CARROT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

It was the biggest freakin' carrot I have ever seen...
Kylee then had the brilliant idea of writing her phone number on this monster carrot and giving to "some guy at starbucks" ...hahaha.

But Goliath had other plans for the carrot, "Don't tuch that. Muh bruthers gunna give that to his girl!"

Kylee ignored this.
So, we went through the drive thru..again..tormented the barista at the window...again..
And the whole time I'm in the back of this freakin' huge pick up wishing I was home with my sodokus.. :(

Finally we went to the movie. I could finally relax and watch "Where the Wild Things Are"..
But Goliath, Travis, and Kylee decided I would have more fun at Saw V...But I actually get really squeemish with those movies..

Finally, after a second stop at the gas station (no gas this time either) they took me home. I imagine they woke up the majority of the neighbors..but it's whatever..

I think it's one of those "you-had-to-be-there" moments...
But that's that..
What a birthday!