Drive-In Double Date

On Saturday night, we had double date night with our friends, the Phillips. We had all said that it would be fun to go to the drive in, so Amanda, true to form, had researched all of the theatres within a 50 mile radius. She knew what movies were playing, who would charge extra for bringing your own food, the mother's maiden name of the owners, and what they had for breakfast. We chose the drive-in at Lewisburg, TN. It is a neat, family owned operation with a sweet, red-headed girl attendant whose grandparents have owned the theatre since the 50's. It seemed like kind of a one woman show, as she cleaned bathrooms, took up ticket money, ($6.00 per person) and gave the pitch for the concession stand -and the inside scoop on anything else one might want to know, like which horse to bet on for the 2010 Kentucky Derby.



We were a little early, so we pulled into a big parking lot and popped the trunk where Amanda had packed away an amazing spinach dip (1 box frozen chopped spinach, 1/2 cup whole milk Greek yogurt, or sour cream, 1/2 mayonnaise, 1/2 an onion minced, 1 clove garlic minced, a little fresh parsley) with Rosemary and Olive Oil Triscuits, mmm, because we were all hungry. This was everybody's favorite. Disclaimer: the food we ate on this trip is not approved by Crossfit or the Zone diet. It was the weekend!

We happened to be in the parking lot of the biggest Goodwill store I have ever seen.



The Amandas did their own thing for a while, looking at books,



while Christopher found some interesting old vinyl records, yea, that's Reba Rambo. And I took pictures of things that I found entertaining.



This little "coach" looks like he had a long, happy life on some kid's shelf, but the only thing he'll be coaching anymore is maybe the cockroach races when the Goodwill lights go off at night.



We all agreed that this little baby doll sandwich gets the creepy award. If you peeled the little green price tag off the side of its head, I bet blood would spurt out and the head would spin.



Micheal Bolton, Beaches, yea, those were the days. Of what? Big hair, Bette Midler, and tight rolled, acid washed jeans.



Kermit's Grandpa's golfing buddy.



Somebody didn't care one bit for this poor little blue bear.

We had an amazing picnic of one of our favorites, Shrimp and Orzo salad, Tomato and Tuscan Bread salad, (both Ina recipe's which can be found on the food network's website.) Dessert was Amanda's famous Oatmeal Chocolate Chip cookies.

Then came the movie. No previews, no Coke or popcorn commercials, just straight to it. There was a little getting used to the sound, you tune in your radio to hear it, but there was a little buzz. The tiny bit of rust on the old metal screen just added to the cool factor, but the picture was a little blurry on top of that, but then that might have been our dirty windshield. I think it made us all cry. My Sister's Keeper is the story of a family working through the horrible ordeal of a child's dying of cancer. Beautifully acted, gut wrenchingly sad, my kind of flick.

The highlight of the weekend was really being with great friends in perfect weather and laughing our collective butts off. Thank you, Lord. I don't know what we did to deserve this weekend, but I'll take it and some more, please.