Ready or not, I am telling you. So, Saturday night. Our car was stolen. From the recreation center, in Silverthorne, Colorado of all places.
It was the weirdest thing and it all happened within 14 minutes. I know crazy, right?
My parents went down the recreation center to take Asher swimming. On the way back out to the car my mom realized she lost the keys, they looked inside the recreation center, could not find them, then called me to bring them an extra set. They called me at 7:55pm while standing in the parking lot with our car, I arrived at the gym at 8:14pm. I looked for them and could not find them, so I figured they just went inside to wait. They did, so I called them, said I was outside, handed them the keys and pulled out. Not 30 seconds later, I get a call from my dad “come back, the car was stolen.”. Ah, what?!? Yeah, he was serious. Some wacked out person must have found the keys, waited for the right time to take the car and then acted and acted fast. Like I said, my dad was standing at the car at 7:55pm and I was there at 8:14pm and the car was gone. So, we spent Saturday night in a state of shock (I mean this is Summit County, CO – NOTHING happens here) and filling a police report. It was fun.
Still no word on the car. Which I am guessing is not good. Not good at all. The highlight of the night was these chicken gyros. Luckily, they were pretty epic. The homemade pita bread combined with Greek chicken, tzatziki sauce (YES!), feta cheese (another, YES!) and an optional, but very delicious Greek olive tapenade. It is insane!
Your Monday night, just got a whole lot yummier! Greek Night!
So how was your Saturday night? Hope it was better than ours. Shared with: Inside BruCru Life, Lil Luna, Chef In Training, Buns In my Oven, Foodie Friday Friends, Tidy Mom, Taste and Tell, Cheerios and Lattes, Somewhat Simple, Mom on Timeout, I Heart Nap Time, Fine Craft Guide, The Country Cook, Whipperberry, Chef In Training
