supes and totes.

I can't say I'm a huge fan of all the "abbreves" that are so prevalent as of late, 

but the other day I was discussing with some friends which word has more value: 

"totes" or "supes." 

Eventually we came to the common agreement was that "supes" is the superlative of "totes."

But either way... last night was a "supes totes" fun night.

(And yes, I know full well how ridiculous that sounds.)

What is required for an extraordinary night:

-A Thai Restaurant in Salt Lake that has mismatched dish-ware,

"That's how you know it's really good." -Alyssa

-Playing Ruzzle (a virtual version of Boggle) at the dinner table. 

(Tacky. Yet necessary. We may or may not have an unhealthy addiction.)

-Declaring a "Chinese Fire drill" at a stop light - despite the drivers' protests.

-Danny getting locked in the car during said fire drill.

-Bowling. And just being able to laugh when you get two gutter balls in a row.

(Not that that happened or anything.)

-Peer pressuring Danny into eating a box elder bug.

-Eating delicious waffles at Brugge. (Pronounced real fancy like.)

-Spending time with good friends and creating memories to last a lifetime.

Honestly...it doesn't get much "supes totes" more fun than that! (haha.)

Oh what a life I live,