Two tumbling weeds

Going with the flow like a tumble weed carried by the wind, flying freely and happily in mid-air, open to hit a light pole in its way or settle peacefully on the side of the road is essentially our nightly dinner plans since the apron got hung.

This evening, we are blown to Aztec Mexican Restaurant in Fountain Valley and settle peacefully for about an hour.   Two tequitos, two mini tacos, two Budweisers, and some chips & salsa make for a deliciously ripped off dinner special offered tonight.  It filled our cravings and hit the desperate spot, but the quality and price ratio didn't make any sense to us.  The best part about our meals was the refreshing, thirst quenching and ever so satisfying Budweiser.  We paid the bill with a big smile and  hope the wind doesn't blow in that direction ever again.

 We tumble off to Ralph's to pick up some munchies and a movie and aim to land at our house where we can get comfortable and watch "Young Adults".  The movie was hair-pulling and agitatingly slow.  We squeal and shriek in agonizing pain at every word vocalized by the main character.  There is no possible way to relate to her.  Her character is immoral and no body in their right mind should leave a loving live-in boy friend, a successful job in the big city to go home to their small home town to try and rekindle with an old boy friend who is now happily married and have a newborn. It is  just wrong.  We endured the  pain, finished the movie,  and finally understood the hidden message.  It wasn't as bad as we had thought and for what it's worth, we understand how it can make our lives a little bit better.

 Tomorrow we will tumble some more, flying aimlessly, open to settle or hit anything that is in our way.  We will enjoy it, and we prefer it this way for now.