The sun peaked through my window as if telling me to wake up on a chilly Saturday morning. I bounced right out of bed to get started on my chores. I did them as quikcly as I could so we could go eat doughnuts, the scrumptious ones, and go shoot guns at BePaw's house.
We got the news that BePaw was sick and I was very angry and disappointed. But then Dad said we could go shoot at the indoor range called Dead Center. When he said that it made me want to leap up and smash my head through the roof!
We went off to go eat glorious doughnuts at a place called Sara Doughnuts and this was my first time eating there. I got a powered cream filled doughnut and a super rich devil's food. A devil's food is a rich double chocolate doughnut. When I bit into the creamy doughnut the cream inside exploded into my jaws as if it was a bomb of goodness going off in my mouth. It was crazy good. After eating the doughnuts, I needed a nap!
My dad and I got into the black worn truck and headed off to the gun range. When we got there we brought our guns inside the range. My dad rented a semi automatic 22 rifle. We also took along with us a revolver and my 22. At the gun range you can use a machine to put your target where ever you want. On one round with the semi automatic I almost got a dead center along with five more bulls eyes out of ten.
After that we went to go get a brisket but we did everything but that. We got hot Cheetos at Quality Foods, went to Publix and almost got nothing and finally we saw a sign that said $7.99 hair cuts at Great Clips, so my dad got a hair cut.
My week was really exciting and I hope yours was too.
What did you do that was fun this week?
Hi Max!
ReplyDeleteWow! I really enjoyed reading your blog posting this week. You've turned into quite the writer. You are especially good at writing about food. You made that doughnut sound so good that I wanted to get in my car and go find a doughnut shop! Keep up the good work.
My fun this week has been sewing vests for David and his groomsmen for Karri and David’s wedding. When you were a little boy I made a Christmas vest for you. I’m sure you don’t remember it because you weren’t even 2 years old.
Keep on writing your blog – you do such a great job with it!
Love,
Nana