Ends with a Bang...

No, I'm not talking about a romantic comedy.

I'm talking about our Saturday. It was a gorgeous day, and Robb and I were both off of work. We didn't feel like sitting around the house doing nothing (even thought we talk about how amazing that would be when we're running around every other weekend). We'd stayed in bed late, went out to lunch, stopped at Gamestop but didn't buy anything...

Back at home, we decided we wanted to go shopping. To Geneva Commons! We mostly window shopped, honestly, wandering around stores and talking about things. It was nice. I bought some underpants and a new pair of khaki shorts (my balls basically hang out of the old pair, since they're so threadbare) at American Eagle, and Robb bought me a new white shirt from Banana Republic since he bled on my old one and we couldn't get the stains to come out. Oh, and Pottery Barn! We went to Pottery Barn! I love to pretend to shop for expensive furniture. But we actually bought some drinking jars, which I love! They were only $4 each, which is WAY reasonable. And they're CUTE.

Anywho...shopping over, we went to Naperville to eat at BDs Mongolian. There was a long wait, but we're really good at keeping each other company while we kill time. Really, if you can find someone who is fun to wait with, keep them! The meal was great, as always. If you've never been there, you get to build your own stir fry. They give you a bowl and you throw your meat, veggies, etc. in there, make your sauce, and pick some spices. Then, they grill it all on a HUGE round flatiron grill for you. It's pretty neat.

You can't go to Naperville without walking along their beautiful (sometimes flooded) river walk! So...we walked off our meal a little bit and then went to get Cold Stone. Some days it seems like all we do is eat. Some days, I'm okay with that.

We left Naperville pretty late, and I had to work the next day. We got off the interstate, were turning on a green arrow onto a road about two miles from home, and...

BAM! CRUNCH!

Yeah...a car that was stopped at the opposite light thought the green arrow was a green light and plowed right into our rear passenger fender. They knocked the bumper off of Robb's pretty (newly washed and waxed) Saturn...and I was SO MAD! I got out of the car and started over to the car, not knowing who was going to get out but planning on chewing them a new asshole and lecturing them about texting and driving, since I KNEW that's what had to have happened for someone to be SO BLIND.

So the girl gets out of the car and before I even see her, I'm screaming, "WE HAD THE GREEN ARROW! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING?!"

And she's all, "I'm sooo sorry...I was getting off of work and I was really tired and wasn't really paying attention and...Justin?"

It was a girl from high school I haven't seen since we sat together at a friend's wedding four or five years ago. It took all the wind out of my sails and I couldn't even properly yell at her. Dang. It was WAY embarrassing for her, since she knew us AND she was a police dispatcher...so all the cops knew her.

The cops came, took our info, etc. Robb's car had to be towed. Poor Saturn. And while we were all standing there, another guy slowed down in the intersection to gawk, and he was almost nailed by someone coming through the intersection just like we were! If it hadn't been for the blaring horn and the screeching brakes, he'd have been smattered all over the road worse than we were!

People are dumb.

So...we got to ride in the back of the squad car all the way home. The back seat? HARD PLASTIC! I was sliding around like a dog on a linoleum floor. Apparently they're easier to clean and perps can't hide contraband in the seats. Good to know.

So...beware the lazy Saturday! They sometimes end with a reunion...or a bang. Or both!