Thoughts I Had...

Today, on the first Fabulously Fun Friday of the summer, my sister and I went to Red Robin. We both tend to talk a lot when we eat, and for some reason today, we kept talking about what we were eating, too. I am sure it was very entertaining for anyone dining near us.

Here are the thoughts we had {that we said out loud} while eating at Red Robin.

#1:  Why didn't I cut this burger in half?
#2:  Why did I take out the little stick thing?
#3:  Can we have some more napkins?
#4:  Oooo, seasoned salt!
#5:  I don't think I got any burger in that bite.
#6:  Are my hands really this small?
#7:  I'm scared to put this burger down.
#8:  Can we have more napkins?
#9:  I think there's more of the top bun left than the bottom.
#10:  Oh, so the whole strip of bacon is coming out. Okay, that's cool.
#11:  I didn't mentally prepare myself for this.
#12:  Can we have more napkins?
#13:  Wait--you really want to give me more fries?
#14:  This doesn't even look like a hamburger anymore.
#15:  The to-go containers are compartmentalized. Awesome!
#16:  I feel like I could barf.
#17:  That was maybe the best burger I've ever eaten.

Now, while we were eating, Audra was facing one of the televisions, and the show Paw Patrol was playing. And then Audra began to question the logic...
--Thank goodness the subtitles are on, or I wouldn't know what's happening.
--Why is that penguin riding a cow?
--Do you think some of the members of the Patrol get jealous that they don't get to go out on all the missions?
--Why is it snowing now?  Oh, wait, the penguin. Right.
--Now there's a narwhal and a walrus?
--Why is the dalmatian a klutz but also in charge of putting out fires?
--{singing to the tune of Spongebob's Hall Monitor song} Paw Patrol, Paw Patrol...I don't even know if that's the theme song.
--Of course the German Shepherd is in charge. Schatzi would approve!

Just a glimpse into the life of the Fink sisters. Don't you wish you had been there to experience this in person?

~Stay Gold!

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