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Yesterday was Noel day my friends. (for clarification on exactly what that means, see July 24 post)

We started the day with a nice light breakfast of a little bit of fruit and yogurt. Then we had... we had... ahem. Let's just say that what we had next is not generally discussed by the gentlemenly type, such as myself. But know this, if you were to call what we had next "Chinese Dinner" then we all had a fortune cookie. Mmmmm, Chinese Dinner.

After that we had the real breakfast we had planned. This meal included Noel's favorite (scrambled eggs) along with generous helpings of sausage, toast, more fruit and a touch of cottage cheese. Also there were some potatoes O'Brian... but sadly, they made it through the oven like Private Ryan's brothers made through Germany.

After that we got dressed and went antique shopping. All three of us are into kitschy, old stuff, so we thought it would be a hell of a lot of fun to go trotting up and down Main street (between Robson and Centennial) where there are about a dozen antique shops. Sadly, Meg and I are not the ace planners we think we are. Sunday in Mesa, for many businesses means CLOSED. See, Mesa is what we like to call Mormon Town U.S.A. It's not quite Utah, but it's still pretty ri-damn-diculus. Shop after shop that we passed had signs in the window saying "Sundays: CLOSED." Finally, out of all these shops we found one that was apparently owned my non-mormons. Whew! We wandered around there a bit, picked up a couple cute little things, and wandered back down the street to the car.

Trecking around in this god-awful Arizona-summer-afternoon weather made us all a bit thirsty, so we went to QT and got slushies. Mmmm. Then we lounged around in bed a little. Here we had a little bit of fun time with clothes on. Kind of like chinese dinner, but no cookies this time.

After that we sent Noel on an "Easter Egg Hunt" for the next Day item. We ordered this movie that she had been raving about for a month or so called UN CHIEN ANDALOU and I hid it in my already prodigious DVD collection for her to discover. Because of the great camouflage it took her more than a few minutes to find. Pretty funny to watch her squirm over the shelves, confused by the "warmer... warmer... ICE COLD!" Haha! Anyway, this movie is a crazy short film based on the dreams of director LUIS BUNUEL and painter SALVIDOR DALI. Weird stuff. Fascinating stuff.

Next came swimming at Meg's parents' house. Well, Noel and I swam while Meg read a book. The two of us had great fun flinging these fun pool torpedo toys at each other. You have never seen worse aim in your life. I think we actually hit each other twice. Maybe.

Noel's favorite dinner is salmon, so for our evening meal Meg whipped up a wonderful garlic-lime filet with baked zucchini, tomatoes and onions served over bashmati rice. (insert Homer Simpson drooling noise here)

For dessert we went to Old Chicago, on Alma School just south of the US 60. It is NO coincidence that Sunday nights are also karaoke night at Old Chicago. After we had a "Big Cookie" that was barely palatable, we rocked the house old-school. Meg cranked out a really nice "I Want You To Want Me" shortly followed by Noel doing "Hit Me With Your Best Shot" and finally me with Beck's "Loser." I'm not sure what I was doing wrong, but in the middle of my song a bunch of people sitting RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME started snickering and pointing at me. Not cool, you old-people-in-the-bar, not cool!

The lovely day concluded with some lovely evening weather so we enjoyed it with a lovely stroll around the block. We found our way into a secluded alcove on the roof of a nearby parking garage, and plan to return another night with a blanket. Chinese dinner may or may not take place here, one can never be sure. "No Trespassing" sign be damned!

Finally, we returned home, tired from our day of adventures... and had Chinese Dinner. Again. Ah. What a great day! Not even my day, and I loved it!

Good times!!!!! (does a dance in tribute of own awesomeness)