Charlie and I drove up to UNT this weekend to see Casey and take him to lunch. I actually thought this was the weekend for Family Weekend, but that's next weekend. Apparently, I can mess up the easiest of things.
When Casey came out to meet us, I heard Charlie say 'nice hair' as he was getting out of the car. Last time I saw Casey, he had long wavy hair and a full goatee. When I got out of the car, this is what I saw.
We went to visit Casey's room and, sadly, my camera wouldn't work. It's an on again, off again thing with my camera...mostly off. Anyway, I love the way the guys have arranged their room. They've got their beds done as bunk beds against the far wall next to the window, their desks are side by side next to the dresser (top drawer filled with shared snacks) against the middle wall, with their t.v. on a stand, their microwave and refrigerator all against the hall wall. One of the guitars from Guitar Hero was lying in the middle of the floor and another leaning up against the wall with his roommates real guitars. It looked like a guys dorm room. :)
Casey wanted us to go to a place called Frosty's for lunch. He said they make their own root beer and he loved their root beer floats. He told us that it was an old fashioned diner, probably been there since the 70's. His bruising will probably fade soon, lol.
We pulled up to the diner which was a tiny little place that looked like it could be condemned at anytime. There must have been about 5 cars in the parking lot, which was a small, gravel area, and Casey remarks 'looks like it's full'. Charlie and I just sort of looked at each other and Charlie asked 'you have eaten here before, right?' Casey said he'd eaten here several times and it was great. I asked if he'd ever seen any bugs, he said no, so...I'm good to go.
The place was great! We loved it. It had a pinball machine, a pac-man machine and a juke box. I had some of the best fried shrimp I've ever had, some really decent onion rings and a true to the rep, great root beer float. I'll tell you now, it wasn't the cleanest place I've ever been in by a long shot, but it looked like a place that had been around forever. Most of the people coming in were families, a couple of college kids and an elderly couple.
We went shopping after lunch to get Casey some things he needed and a few things I was forcing on him (hey, I am first and foremost a MOM). Honestly, nearly everything I'd ask if he wanted, he'd say 'no Mom, it's too much'. Okay. But I was able to get him some necessities like toilet paper, pop, some breakfast foods. He told me he doesn't get breakfast because his classes are too early to hit the cafeteria. I remember that all too well. So, I stocked them up on things they could 'grab and go' with in the mornings.
This is where everything starts to get a bit fuzzy.
I remember there was some pleading, some rationalization, more pleading, a lot of promises made and the next thing I know...