Friday night I had the urge to do something on Saturday. The past few weekends I have been more than content to just sit around with the cats, but the weather was supposed to be nice and I wanted to go to Omaha. Lloyd had a giant book to read, so he was excused from going.
But just this once.
It was wonderful! All my fun talk shows were on the radio, but I kept turning if off so I could sing really loud for my American Idol audition. (I didn’t make it through. Two judges thought I have what it takes, but the other two thought 1) I had no talent and 2) I was way too old. I told them where to shove it and went on to host my own variety show Donny-and-Marie style. Ah, alone in a car – my imagination can run wild.)
I had some gift cards to spend, so it was going to be a free trip! Except for the $36 in gas I had to put in. Zoinks.
Scooters is a coffee shop, but some locations sell frozen yogurt. Frozen yogurt is my current Kryptonite. I usually can resist it’s siren song, but holy cow – when I do succumb, it is so good. I like a mild/tart flavor with strawberries and kiwi on top. You pay by the ounce, and it’s so sneaky that they give you a giant bowl to use. You could use up a whole gift card in one shot.
Anyway, my first stop was promising – a Subway and a Scooters side-by-side! This day was meant to be!
Hooray! I went into the Scooters first (because life is uncertain) and …… they only had two gross yogurt flavors (chocolate and something I can’t remember) and only non-fruit toppings: sprinkles and cereal. Boooooo…..
I walked out.
No problem! I went next door to Subway for my free lunch! Turkey sandwich, chips, drink – the works!
I only had $2 left on the card. Grumble grumble… find cash in my pockets…..
No matter. The rest of the day was fun. I wandered for hours in my Omaha stores, and barely bought a thing. The best part? No whiny Lloyd to ask me if I was done yet.
Epilogue: On Sunday I went to a Scooters in Lincoln and ate a hearty serving of FroYo! (Do people really call it that?)