I've never spent much time thinking about what my parents do on their own time when I'm not in Walla Walla. Turns out that my parents go out to dinner with friend pretty regularly. It's kind of their thing. They eat bar food, drink beer and have a grand old time.

Who knew?!

Well I've tagged along with them recently. These things happen when all of your high school friends move away, your brother is on his honeymoon and your little sister has to go back to work because she's actually a grown up.

Anyhow, at least I am in the lucky position to have parents who like to have fun (and who seem to be able to have fun just about anywhere). Here's what I mean. They seem to be totally happy and comfortable drinking a beer, snacking on peanuts and throwing peanut shells on the floor while waiting to eat a pizza