Exhausting vs. exhilarating

I had the great pleasure of learning the processes of screen printing from Doc yesterday. With much of his help, we were able to make some pretty amazing shirts for the guys' indoor soccer team., "Truc's Deluxe."

Not only did my favorite person in the world (and I say that without a morsel of exaggeration) help me with making shirts, he gave me work! I will be designing the website for a local civil engineering company and I can't wait.

So the shirts turned out great, and the guys who have seen them think so, too. Don't you love it when a plan works out?

We got bored last night (Friday), so we decided to go bowling. We got to Georgetown, but it was packed and there would be a long wait since a church group had reserved some lanes. We decided on checking out the other bowling alleys, and we finally ended up at the "dump" that is Key Lanes. The first thing I noticed was the smell of years and years of smoke that had collected, similar to the smell of my father's half bathroom. They had a $5 special for 2 hours' worth of bowling, $2 more if you need shoes. While actually hitting the pins was good for me, Joe, Truc, and Greg got strike after strike. Joe got 6 strikes in a row; Truc got 2 Turkeys; Greg just got a lot of really nice strikes. It was really fun and I think I've become addicted, as I usually do with anything new and exciting.

Saturday, I went out to Pizza Hut for lunch with the guys. Paul and I shared a Buffalo Chicken pizza (which wasn't that good for the first thing I ate after waking up), Truc and Greg had some other pizzas... and the conversation was great.

I went to Emily's house to see if I could help her sister find some files on her iMac, but playing with it wasn't even close to being the highlight of that adventure. I got to play with the ever-so-fluffy Rufus and very gentle Bradlee. I also got to meet little baby Stella! She was already stylin' at only a few weeks old. It was amazing.

Saturday night was spent running around to different restaurants just to end up at IHOP for their all-you-can-eat pancakes special. Butter pecan syrup is delightful. The waitress told us that there was a guy in there just the night before who ate 18 pancakes. We asked her what she would give us if we beat his record, and she said she'd buy us dessert. How nice! It was delicious, but we couldn't pull it off.

After dinner: Apples to Apples, at which Greg played mind games with me the entire time and I helped him win because I was under his spell; and Mythbusters.