My friend Abby lives on top of this giant hill, that overlooks the beautiful country just outside town. It is nearly impossible to ding-dong ditch her house (that's the new thing to do nowadays...) due to the steep, curvy driveway. But, as the four of us were in the basement, the doorbell rang. We sprinted and screamed up the stairs, running outside trying to catch the culprits. We waited outside, searching the darkness for any clues, while the wind wiped our hair and strained our hearing. We figured we should be brave and run down the driveway (keep in mind we are barefoot, and in our pj's) and found our friend's car waiting. On the count of three, we charged at the car screaming and jumped on it in hopes of scaring the boys who got us, but no one was in the car. All of a sudden, four black figures came storming down the hill, shouting, and we screamed. Nice job boys.
Saturday was a pretty uneventful day, consisting of baking cupcakes, sitting in parked cars talking, swinging as if we were still quite young, and watching Paranormal Activity. Despite the fact that scary moveis are not my favorite.... Paranormal Activity was indeed thrilling and not all that scary. My friends and I cooked a simple italian dinner and enjoyed each other's company on a cool Saturday night.
And today I enjoyed a nice win for the Twins at Target Field. In the first few innings, the sun was shining, Twins were in the lead, and my ice cream cone with sprinkles was delicious. The last few innings, the temperature dropped a wee bit, but the Twins still won.
The sun didn't seem to mind being hidden almost the entire weekend, but all in all the days were quite beautiful despite the sun to show off Earth's colors.
Life is good. Smile about it.
:)
