Ever Since we arrived in Davis (more than 15 months ago) Leigh has talked about how nice it would be to have a grill. . .
Then just this evening, as we were headed home from the tennis court, something silvery and ghostly flashed in the night. . . you guessed it a grill by the side of the road.
Leigh did a couple quick U-turns and there she was in our headlights. . .
After a brief inspection and the quick realization that there was no way to fit it into our car, Leigh decided to push it home - it was only a few hundred yards away from our house.
Must have made an odd spectacle, I thought that upon first glance she looked as though she were pushing a pram, but so shiny, and so loud!
Like a ghost in the night, she rattled and rumbled homeward. . . I mocked her most of the way and cant' say that I helped her much. . . She threatened that she would cook burgers and eat them herself leaving me to look on jealously. I countered with threatened vegetarianism. We'll see?




