Good Sunny Day

Saturday was spent driving through perfect weather and scenery to my hometown one hour and 15 minutes away from here. At the park there, there was a lot going on and I ran into a whole bunch of people I haven't seen in awhile, and a few more people I'd seen more recently. It all happened so fast. All of the sudden we were at a Mexican restaurant eating burritos and drinking margaritas in a big, colorful courtyard where each wall was painted a different, bright color in pure Mexican style. Then I paid a visit to a relative, and after I left there I went to a friend's house, where I wandered around, went on a pontoon, listened to the Rubber Band, and had some good food and saw friends. At the end of the night I was going to drive the hour and fifteen minutes back, but it was dark and one of those technologically advanced warning signs related to tire pressure appeared on my dashboard. I decided to wait until morning. I tried to sleep but I was wide awake almost the whole night for some reason. I came back the next day, glad to have had a change of scenery this weekend. Nothing remarkable happened, but it was enough to make me happy.