Hate to eat and drive...but that's the fun in it all.

Last night our youth group did a "progressive dinner." For those that don't know what that is, the group starts at one house and has salad, then everyone from that house travels to the second to have an appetizer, then everyone travels from that house to the next for the entree, then dessert. You add the hosts from each house each time you progress so the crowd gets bigger as you go.

Mike and I decided to host the entree portion of the meal. At 8:00 they all start piling in the house. It was a good time of food, fun, and fellowship. On the way to the next (and final) house, there were about 5 or 6 cars in the line. Mike and I decided we would start doing firedrills at every signal light and stop sign...we were the only ones (and at the front of the line, so everyone had to wait-LOL!), but it was so much fun! The others just needed to lighten up a bit and have some fun. We laughed at one another and honked our horn at the others.

Good times were had by all.