Wow, talk about a photo dump, lol. But forever on a time crunch lately (self-imposed of course) so gotta stop taking HOURS to recap life stories. But I thought this was a day I needed/wanted to remember. And I'll get to the weird title, but starting at the beginning...
For our "day date" last Saturday John wanted to go to this Mediterranean place in Fort Worth, which is actually a bit of a drive for us, but we wanted to get out of the house (aka apartment). And the food looked awesome! Like chicken kabobs and veggies and falafel, and I was like, "YEAH." So we left and like halfway there, he was like, "wanna go to the Stock Yards?" And I was like, "YEAH!" Just kidding, I was like, "um what's that?" Because I am a little hermit crab and I don't know. And I'm still not really sure what it was or how to describe it, haha, but we had so much fun! (In case anyone's really interested - http://www.fortworthstockyards.org) I guess it's a little (or not so little) historic district and there were shops and fun and food and cattle parade the streets twice a day! We missed that part, but we still got to see some. In a few different spots, they had them out in the streets and for $5 you could climb on and get a picture with them. I never do those things, because I feel like it's supporting animal abuse, lol. Is that weird? It really bothers me. We walked by some and I was like, "oh my gosh John they're probably so hot!" Because it was HOT. But then I remembered that they live outside...but I still felt bad for them.
Probably our favorite thing we did though was walk through the horse stables. (Are those called stables? They were in like pens.) At first we didn't know if we could just walk in, but John just went for it and then other people started to follow him so I followed, haha. So we walked around for probably thirty minutes saying hello to all of the horses. They all had such funny little names too, like "Texas Jim" and "Whiskey Pete." And there were all these signs that said not to touch them or feed them, but when no one was looking we did. Well, we didn't feed them but we petted them. I kept going, "John I think they want to be petted" haha. I'm actually really scared of horses though. Funny story, my Mom loves horses and put us in lessons and everything and I never really felt comfortable around them, and then once we were riding with our girl scout troop and mine went BERZERK and took off like running full speed in circles while I was barely holding on and almost fell off and maybe I remember it more dramatically than how it really happened, but it was SO SCARY. My sister loves to tell this story, lol. So yeah, I like the horses because I love all animals, but you will never get me to ride one again, haha. Nope. Never.
After that that we sort of just walked around, in and out of shops. We didn't buy anything, but I finally found some "cowboy boots" that I like! For real, John. Christmas, lol. They were sort of expensive, but oh my gosh not like some of the ones John picked up. He turned one over and it was $975.00!!!!!! He also apparently wants a cowboy hat, like a real one, and I was like, "okay where are you going to wear that??" And he was like, "everywhere." Haha. Really. John, love you but too soon. Oh my gosh, and every store smelled HEAVENLY like leather! Oh my gosh. Do they make leather scented candles? I'd buy that.
And then we had to stop for lunch since that was the reason we left the house in the first place, so we just picked a place and I quickly decided it was going to be "treat day." (I hate to call it a cheat day, because I hate the word cheat.) So I though I might as well get the craziest thing on the menu, so I ordered the smoked sausage dog. It was a smoked sausage obviously, and had some spicy sauce and mustard and bacon and cheese. AND FRIES. I never have fries, so that was exciting and luckily they were like REAL FRIES and so good. I didn't go nuts and scarf the whole plate down or anything because it was A LOT, but I enjoyed the hell out of them. So anyways, the story behind the title of this post. So the waitress seemed totally nice and normal at first, and then I ordered "the smoked sausage dog" and she sort of just started at me for a minute, and I was thinking like, "that was on the menu right?" Because she was looking at me like waiting for something. So I laughed like nervously and then she started laughing and was like, "OH YOU GET IT. YOU GET IT. YOU LOOK SO INNOCENT. ORDERING THE SMOKED SAUSAGE. HA HA HA." And I was like fake laughing looking at John like, "help?" And then she finally left and I looked over to John like, "I did not mean that in any sort of sick way, lol." Like honestly, I'm the person who never catches onto the "that's what she said" sort of jokes. So that was so weird. But it sort of made our day because it was a funny story afterwards.
But really the highlight of the entire day was definitely the horses. (We only spent like three hours there, and then another ten at the Apple store after, haha. No blog post dedicated to that experience.) There's something that just says "Texas" about horses, you know? Or maybe not since even my little brother in Michigan works at a horse stable, haha. STILL there's something Texas about it.
It was just one of those really unexpectedly fun days and those are the kind of days I want to remember forever. So here's to more unexpectedness! (Pretend I am cheers-ing or something here, lol.)