On Nov. 13, mom and dad came down to go to the Gary Morris concert. I wish I could describe how much fun I had hanging out on a "date" with them. We ate at the Indian Oven, which, I must admit, I was not so thrilled about. (Last time I went there I thought my taste buds would never grow back after being completely fried off from the spicy.) It was to die for yummy, though and is now one of my top two favorite places to eat here in Cache Valley. Then we walked over to the theater and really quite enjoyed the concert. It was so fun to hear some of the songs I remember listening to when we were growing up. Dad bought all of the cd's they were selling and Gary Morris even signed one. My one regret of the evening is that we didn't ask him for a better photo with dad. The night was one of my favorites of the whole year and I hope that we'll get the chance to do it again really soon.
