No, not popcorn.
I saw Taran and Hyrum whiz by my living room window on scooters.
Naturally, I went outside to see what the occasion was,
Lauren and I did some laps around the 2nd floor before Hyrum talked me into tandem scootering.
Then somehow we ended up piggyback scootering...me simultaneously fearing for my life as I felt as though I was going to careen into the courtyard below at any second while on the back of Hyrum, as he and Taran+Lauren raced around the floor. But it was oh so much fun.
Then, amidst the scootering, choruses of "Paul" sung to "Ode to Joy" by Hyrum and Taran, and the afore mentioned guys plus Steve playing catch with me, something happened, and I ended up embraced in an ever so awkward hug with the last person on Earth that I felt like hugging. At that moment I was glad for a great friend that offered sympathetic apologies. Many 'Huzzahs' to you, my friend!
Then an impromptu dance party ensued in my kitchen along with a push up triangle that eventually ended up with all of us on the couch playing "name that tune" with Hyrum's phone.
What an excellent adventure for the evening!