Thor & I quite often say to ourselves on Friday night, “Let’s go walk Liberty Park in the morning.” More times than not I take too long to wake up & he ends up taking Sparkee & Jack to the parkway by himself. Well, not this morning!
The whole crew made it to Liberty Park this morning and going there always reminds me that it would be very nice to live by a park like this or have a home that accesses the Jordan River Parkway system. I do love our home with it’s great layout and movie room basement, however, I would take some walking trail access and a little more grass in our backyard for when Maximus Rex grows up.
During our outside time today I proposed we should try and walk all the parks in Salt Lake County in 2016. Yes, it’s probably way too many parks, but I’ll do some research and go from there. We kept walking and I started brainstorming out loud all the breakfast places we could visit after our walk; I was getting very hungry. Eventually we risked visiting ‘The Original Pancake House’ on a Saturday morning. 45 minute to an hour wait – NOPE! So, we went to Johanna’s Restaurant and got right in and seated. Is the menu what it used to be? No. Was the food delivered fast and tasted decent? Yes! Thor & I tried to remember when the last time was that we actually went out for breakfast just because at the spur of the moment…hmmm, I don’t think we could.
This was one of the best Saturday mornings I’ve had in some time and look forward to some more. Sometimes all you need is your family, some recreation and spontenaity. WOOT!
P.S. On a more disappointing note, I don’t understand large families that eat at restaurants who leave their table (and floor below) a hot mess and let their kiddos run around like it’s a jungle gym. I realize I only have a 3-month old and might find myself in a situation like the one I witnessed at breakfast this morning, but I would hope not. I watched the bus boy go up to the table to clean it up after the family left and the look on his face was one of ‘WTF!’ I just wanted to telepathically say to him, “I feel ya, bro.”
More and more I’m really big on proper etiquette/manners in any situation. Maybe it’s from being in education for 15 years (mostly teaching junior high) or it’s from living in southern culture for a good chunk of my life, I truly believe in being polite, saying hi to strangers, and living the golden rule. I do have moments in my head that I say some choice words to some people, but it’s in my head. Alright, I’ve officially stepped off one of my many soapboxes. End scene.