...dinner?.
Yep, you read right. Dinner. It was a lot harder to decide than we thought it would be. Dad, Becca, and I got into our van, and Dad just started to drive around. We drove all around, and argued and debated about where we wanted to go. We drove up and down Baseline, Southern, and only found discouragement. We finally decided to go to this new Mexican restaurant, so we went inside. Once inside we stood there and debated what we wanted and what the ones at home wanted. After ten minutes of debating we decided we weren't in the mood for Mexican. Then we drove to Panda Express, still unsure if it would be suitable for our feast. Before we went in however, we debated whether or not we should go to the Arby's across the street. We finally decided to check out Panda and see if we were in the mood for Chinese, and...SUCCESS! We purchased the food for our feast and returned home...
...and so there was happiness, joy, and prosperity in the land of Engberg.





5 comments:
You are mental.
But boy was I grateful for that Panda. Nothing says Happy Valentines Day like Panda Express when it's been a long day.
That sounded exciting. I was on the edge of my seat waiting to find out the final decision.
Haha. I was only joking.
mmmmmm Panda :)
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