last night.

we drove to sandy just for chipotle.
after we stopped by my house where he dominated me in ping pong.  twice.
we avoided clean up duty by looking through scrapbooks from my earlier days.
my parents made us laugh.
i showed my dad my unfinished swimsuit.
he said, "well of course you aren't getting an A, look at the flappy bum!"
we looked at houses. and the draper temple.
and drove over a mountain.
i showed him my favorite spot.
he made me sing celine dion all the way home.