Mim and I don't do enough exciting, creative things. So last weekend I told her to get some food and a ladder, because we were going to have a picnic on the roof. Hot dogs and root beer. Picnic classics. The roof was a little steeper than I had expected, but everything went pretty smoothly.
Afterwards, we watched a few episodes of Prison Break, got hungry again, and made a late-night Wendy's run for frosties and fries.
We were a little disappointed with the consistency of the ice cream.
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