Boys night out

Although we have a nice t.v. set given to us by a neighbor who moved away, we do not have it hooked up to receive any television programming. We use it only to watch DVDs. Therefore, when a local sports team becomes worth watching, it means a trip to a restaurant that has t.v. sets.

That is what happened last night. I wanted to see the Denver Nuggets, who, since trading away their two best players to New York in February, have become a team of unselfish players who play the game the way it is supposed to be played: hustling on defense, grabbing rebounds, and sharing the ball unselfishly on offense.

Stepson Erik, who will be 19 later this month, proudly drove us the thirty miles to the restaurant in his 1992 Honda. Erik works on the car all the time, and has it in pretty good working order. He is attending a Technical College, where he is learning the diesel mechanic trade. As a field placement, he also works with a "mobile mechanic" who comes to people's houses to work on vehicles. Erik is very smart, and learns rapidly.

Jon and Greg both love basketball. They were "Ohing and awing" at the skills on display by the players in the NBA game we watched, as we chowed down on fabulous burgers, fries, salads, and delicious rolls with cinnamon honey butter (we brought some rolls home for Sara and Kim to eat for breakfast this morning). In order to get the boys in bed sort of on time, we only watched the first half and a little bit of the second half. But it was a fun boys night out for all four of us.

Sara is the early bird of the house, so she has an early bed time, but one of these days she will get to come on these trips to watch sports events, too. Kim was not interested.