Sunday Morning Drive

Sunday morning we went for a little drive. A drive that led us to Village Creek State Park to see the hot air balloons take off for destinations unknown. They were Beautiful! See-

We were to get up bright and early Sunday morning to run to Village Creek to see the balloons, Tim was going with us! Yay, a family outing! He had just told me that I do too much stuff in the morning and late at night, times when he likes to sleep. I had just told him that I think that everyone else thinks that I am crazy and making him up, because I go everywhere A.L.O.N.E. 4:45 am, he gets a wrecker call, which means, he will probably miss the balloons. I'm good with that, it's usually how it happens. The girls and I leave the house about 6:45 am to be at the park by 7:00. Mary Margaret makes a random phone call to Tim and asks him to still come to the park and HE SAYS YES!

This is why I love him. You never know what to expect out of that man. 7:15 am he drives up to where we are with...
DAYLIGHT DONUTS GLAZED AND CHOCOLATE
AND
BACON EGG AND CHEESE BISCUITS.
(this is the real reason why I love him, donuts.)
Now to the Sunday Ride. The balloons were gone by 7:40. Tim says, lets ride around the park! Mary Margaret jumps in the driver seat, because she gets to drive! Tim is a hoot when she drives, okay he's a hoot when he's driving, I'm driving, or when anyone is driving.
Mary Margaret and Tim in the front seat.

Conversation of Tim and Mary Margaret:
Tim: WATCH IT!
MM: What?
Tim: Didn't you see that leaf in the road?
MM: OMGOSH I'VE GOT THIS!!!!!
Tim: WATCH IT!!!!!!
MM: What, I didn't see a leaf this time, gosh.
Tim: I know, you weren't watching the road you were texting!
MM: NO I WASN'T, KK DON'T LISTEN TO HIM, I WASN'T TEXTING!!!
Tim: OMGosh, I'm gonna die she's going 15 miles per hour.
MM: OMGOSH HE'S SUCH A DRAMA QUEEN.
Tim: I get it from you, MISS MARY MARGARET I HAVE A NEW BOYFRIEND EVERYDAY BUTLER.
MM: KAYE TELL HIM TO STOP IT.

MM to Tim: Your smoking cigars make me sick. You need to stop smoking.
Tim: Your driving makes me sick, we are even.
MM: No, really, it's making me sick to my stomach, I could vomit on you any minute.
Tim: I'll vomit right back at you.
MM: I'm just saying!
(she's taking a swig of Pepsi as she says this!)
Tim: OMGOSH YOU NEED TO STOP DRINKING AND DRIVING YOU ARE GOING TO KILL ME!!!!
MM: KK DON'T BELIEVE HIM I'M DRINKING PEPSI!!!!!!!!!!!

ME: do you both realize that I'm in the back seat and you really don't have to yell at me?

MM: UM, OKAY, WHO WAS YELLING?

Gees. For those of who think Tim this big, tough, quiet man. Think again. You can borrow him whenever you want. I do not charge. I will not pay you.

It's how I roll!