Practicing

Dallin and I have been practicing being spontaneous.

Ridiculous isn't it?...we are making plans for spontaneity. Neither one of us are free spirits, though, and this fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants business is not really in our comfort zone. So, occasionally we will be driving and Dallin (who is usually the instigator of such things, his spontaneity impulses being more highly refined than mine) will say, "Let's be spontaneous." And we do, and it is surprisingly delightful.
In our latest sort-of-planned/sort-of-random adventure, Dallin decided to turn down an unfamiliar street instead of going home. In short order we found a custard establishment that was still open. So we got custard because it seemed like a perfectly unplanned thing to do. While we were eating custard we discovered a Mediterranean grocery store and cafe in the same shopping center. So we decided to eat our custard and browse the aisles. It was lovely. We ended up buying a few things on a whim. In the near future we will culminate our spontaneity with a dinner via Turkey. The most interesting impulse buy? Mediterranean sesame fudge (sesame paste, sugar, pistaschios).