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Recently (mid-December), I was invited to go to the smoky mountains of Tennessee with some friends. This was during the week that I was driving a 911S, so, feeling the need to impress someone, I invited a lady friend to drive the 3.5 hours with me. The drive was fun, however, once we got into the smoky mountains there were a lot of cars going under the 35 MPH speed limit around all the turns and climbs. The 911 is not meant to be driven that slow and even though I was still able to make my passenger hold on for dear life on some turns, it wasn't as fun as it could've been. Besides, my passenger was a girl and girls tend to get scared rather easily even if there isn't any inherent danger.
It was a fun trip and the most memorable experience (sadly for the hunnie I was with) was when she slipped in the rain. We were at these outlets and she decided that it would be fun to race from one store to the other across the parking lot. Keep in mind that it had been raining all day so obviously the pavement was rather wet and slick in spots. As we approach the store, I notice that there is a change in the type of pavement so I slow down as to not fall, in case the oncoming sidewalk is more slick than the asphalt parking lot. Apparently, my lady friend who challenged me to this race, took no such precaution and fell right on her back as she went from the asphalt onto the sidewalk, almost sliding into the store's open doors. I did the gentleman thing – asked her if she was ok and helped her up before breaking out into laughter upon finding out that she was fine. Talk about embarrassing. To make it even better, the worker inside the store asks us how we're doing when we enter, only he was clearly holding back laughter since he had seen what had happened seconds earlier. While this would truly be a really embarrassing moment for most, I'm convinced that this doesn't even crack her top 10 of most embarrassing moments.
Christmas was great. I take great pride in that I truly treated it like a vacation. I went home to California for I believe 8 days and didn't really do a thing. I only got dressed to go to church, other than that it was basketball shorts and t-shirts everyday. When I did leave the house, In-n-out was a frequent destination. The rest of the time was spent playing with the family, Mario kart on the wii, wii fit, sink or swim, and lots of time laughing at how funny Jake and Danny can be.
I flew back to Atlanta on New Year's Eve and made plans to attend the Peach Drop in downtown Atlanta. A few friends and myself took the train into downtown and stood around in the freezing cold watching/listening to a former dancer (Julianne Hough) sing country and continued to wait until 12:00 so we could watch the giant peach
drop down. As a side note, this seemed like an odd entertainment choice seeing how no one there seemed to have any idea who she was or even a clue as to what country music is. All in all, it was still fun. The train ride back was quite interesting as we were a few feet away from a ridiculously drunk young woman. She could not stand nor could she sit straight, but kept asking how her hair was. She managed to throw up next to the door, causing the whole train car to smell like alcohol. The best part was when she was helped out of the train and placed on a bench. They tried to sit her up straight, but once she was placed down, the rest of her body came slamming down sideways on the concrete bench. I'm guessing she awoke with a massive headache and probably with some nice swelling from hitting her head on the bench.
That weekend, the aforementioned hunnie, you know, the one who had embarrassed herself in the outlet race, invited me to dinner and to the Atlanta Hawks game with her family. It was a lot of fun, and the Hawks ended up beating the Rockets in the last minute of the game. Since then, I have picked up the new Cayenne, it is white. Mom and Andrew came into town to pick up the suburban to drive to Utah the following weekend. They got to see my singles ward and experience the Cayenne. Mom's favorite part was when a young kid pulled along side of us in an older beat up corvette, almost in awe, and watching him eat our dust as we sped up the hill. Also, for those wondering the same young lady is flying out to Georgia to spend President's Day weekend here and no, I'm not in a committed relationship.
It was a fun trip and the most memorable experience (sadly for the hunnie I was with) was when she slipped in the rain. We were at these outlets and she decided that it would be fun to race from one store to the other across the parking lot. Keep in mind that it had been raining all day so obviously the pavement was rather wet and slick in spots. As we approach the store, I notice that there is a change in the type of pavement so I slow down as to not fall, in case the oncoming sidewalk is more slick than the asphalt parking lot. Apparently, my lady friend who challenged me to this race, took no such precaution and fell right on her back as she went from the asphalt onto the sidewalk, almost sliding into the store's open doors. I did the gentleman thing – asked her if she was ok and helped her up before breaking out into laughter upon finding out that she was fine. Talk about embarrassing. To make it even better, the worker inside the store asks us how we're doing when we enter, only he was clearly holding back laughter since he had seen what had happened seconds earlier. While this would truly be a really embarrassing moment for most, I'm convinced that this doesn't even crack her top 10 of most embarrassing moments.
Christmas was great. I take great pride in that I truly treated it like a vacation. I went home to California for I believe 8 days and didn't really do a thing. I only got dressed to go to church, other than that it was basketball shorts and t-shirts everyday. When I did leave the house, In-n-out was a frequent destination. The rest of the time was spent playing with the family, Mario kart on the wii, wii fit, sink or swim, and lots of time laughing at how funny Jake and Danny can be.
I flew back to Atlanta on New Year's Eve and made plans to attend the Peach Drop in downtown Atlanta. A few friends and myself took the train into downtown and stood around in the freezing cold watching/listening to a former dancer (Julianne Hough) sing country and continued to wait until 12:00 so we could watch the giant peach
drop down. As a side note, this seemed like an odd entertainment choice seeing how no one there seemed to have any idea who she was or even a clue as to what country music is. All in all, it was still fun. The train ride back was quite interesting as we were a few feet away from a ridiculously drunk young woman. She could not stand nor could she sit straight, but kept asking how her hair was. She managed to throw up next to the door, causing the whole train car to smell like alcohol. The best part was when she was helped out of the train and placed on a bench. They tried to sit her up straight, but once she was placed down, the rest of her body came slamming down sideways on the concrete bench. I'm guessing she awoke with a massive headache and probably with some nice swelling from hitting her head on the bench.
That weekend, the aforementioned hunnie, you know, the one who had embarrassed herself in the outlet race, invited me to dinner and to the Atlanta Hawks game with her family. It was a lot of fun, and the Hawks ended up beating the Rockets in the last minute of the game. Since then, I have picked up the new Cayenne, it is white. Mom and Andrew came into town to pick up the suburban to drive to Utah the following weekend. They got to see my singles ward and experience the Cayenne. Mom's favorite part was when a young kid pulled along side of us in an older beat up corvette, almost in awe, and watching him eat our dust as we sped up the hill. Also, for those wondering the same young lady is flying out to Georgia to spend President's Day weekend here and no, I'm not in a committed relationship.
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Thursday, January 15, 2009
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