A couple years ago, Ben, Jim Mal and I had a little fancy date night to Weidmann’s in Meridian at Christmastime and decided we’d make it an annual tradition. We’re pretty bad at traditions apparently since we didn’t go last year, but this year we made up for it by having a late Christmas dinner with the Nowells and Tews since we’ve been scattered all over the place the last couple weeks. Of course we took Uncle Danny’s Sprinter bus to accommodate our party of 8. OF COURSE WE DID.
Also, we found a random tambourine under the seat.
Josh needed a pen at some point, but no one had one. Ben had a pencil in his pocket, but it was dull, so he got out his pocket knife and sharpened it. And tonight, someone will clean up the restaurant at closing and wonder “why are there wood shavings?”
You can’t take us anywhere.