the night.

So probably you all wouldn't expect this of a major girlie girl diva like me, but I kind of adore the NBA,  more specifically I kind of adore the Utah Jazz:) so when Wendy called me up and invited me too a Jazz scrimmage I didn't hesitate for a brief moment! But sweet naive little me forgot to realize that nights with Wendy, NEVER go as planned!!!
   It all started at Rodezio grill. The most boy-ish Restaurant EVER! Although I didn't dare protest outwardly in front of my dear auntie who was paying.....on the inside I was groaning because who wants to eat all that meat?? But don't worry dear friends, boy restaurant's tend to higher boys, and in the case of this lovely grill it appears they only let the hot ones work there! Syd, Quinn and I may have gawked a lot at "glazed ham man" and even more at  "beefy beef dude" but nobody loved it all as much as our oh so protective and way cooler than us older brother, who was torn between embarrassment and anger, poor kid, he couldn't even enjoy his pineapple!
    So onward we went to probably the most amazing scrimmage in the history of scrimmages! After screaming alot and rejoicing at Jeremy Evans, Enos Kanter and Memo's lovely return. We should have gone home, but NO lets just go to the outward est out door mall called gateway in the 20 degree's of weather and freeze eh? .....lets just say I didn't get home til 1:30 a.m in the morning.
Moral of the story: Wendy is cool and adventures are great...and also the Jazz are going to dominate this year:)