I left my hair nice and long since Connie wanted to make an attempt at giving her first haircut. As you can see I was a bit skeptical, but welcomed the experience. It actually turned out really nice, and I told her I wouldn't cut it for a couple months until she could do it again. How nice it would be if she was to cut my hair again, and again, and again.
Some of the highlights of the week included a chicken enchilada dinner prepared by the two of us for a bunch of her friends and family. Lori was able to be among that group, and good times were had by all. When I asked for an apron, Connie thought it would be cute to stick me in the frilly purple one. Well you know how I'm a crowd pleaser, and everyone seemed to get a kick out of it.
We took a trip up to South Fork Park (just passed Vivian Park) for a nice picnic. I put together some excellent tuna fish sandwiches (it appears as though she's really got a big thing for tuna).
I spotted a perfect place to eat, which happened to be on the other side of the stream.
Right away Connie headed for the bank and said, "Let's just cross here."
Well, you all know how little of a risk taker I am, and with a look of apprehension, I of course let her go first. I was a bit taken by her bravery, and loved her sense of adventure.
On Friday night I had my bonfire party at Connie's, and I was actually surprised at how many people came out. The highlight of the evening came when Connie's mother threw on the Christmas tree which immediately billowed into one massive flame. Saturday was the big day of the Rex Lee 5K Run. Connie let me run the entire race with her, though she continually suggested that I run ahead.
It was lots of fun, and we actually kept a pace much faster than I expected. She took me by surprise with a sprint just before the finish line to beat me coming in just over 33 minutes. Little
stinker!
stinker!
Later on that day we washed our cars out on the driveway, jumped on the trampoline with a sprinkler underneath, and plopped into the hot tub. We danced around in her basement to the birthday cd of slow jams I made for her. Then we looked at a couple of scrapbooks Connie had put together of pictures and such over the years. Probably more fun for me looking at all of those past memories of good years, and not so good years, though I thought they were all great. Speaking of bad pictures, this one of us before leaving for church is not among my favorites.
Sara's downward tilt of the camera combined with Connie's massive heels makes for one really small legged Taki. I don't know what it is, but girls just seem to love wearing heels around me. I think it's silly, but am learning to make to cope with my stubbness.
I came up huge like usual with a little surprise following our stroll down memory lane. Earlier that week I picked up some Pansy seeds knowing it was Connie's favorite flower. Just that day as we came home from the run, Connie asked me if I remembered that being her favorite flower. Of course I told her I did, and smirkishly grinned knowing I she was gonna love the gift. As she saw the Pansy seeds, she just smiled. Struck by the fact that I got her yet another gift, but also one with so much thought, all she could do was melt. I explained that if we planted them then, they would just be blooming when we next saw each other. So we found a pot and planted the pansies that will hopefully brighten a wonderful summer together.