All This for a Burrito

There are two kinds of people in this world: those who wear short sleeves in 50-degree weather and those who mutter at them through their scarves and parkas.  I belong to the first group, unless I've been sitting down all day.  In that case, I'll cuddle up with my fuzzy bathrobe and curl into a ball, even though it's 70 degrees, and keep writing.
Case in point, Her Virtue.  I had a wonderful time at my church's youth retreat, but the last morning, we had to stand outside in weather so cold we could see our breaths.  (If this is what we put up with for breakfast burritos, we probably would have swum across the lake for iHop.)  I was wearing a short-sleeved sweater-dress and one of those cardigans that's as thin as a spider's web and about as warm.  Besides the fact that I couldn't feel my hands, I was perfectly warm.  Everyone else was huddling together like penguins.
Okay, maybe I was a little chilly.  But you were just entertained by a description of standing in line, so I think we're even.
I've run into my share of adventures, like being run over by a shopping cart and jogging into a mailbox.  (If this post gets seven comments, I'll explain how I managed to do that.)  But the un-romanticized version of my life is as plain as a burlap bag, and I know the same goes for most people.  That's why God invented writers--to season the everyday and serve it on a platter of prose.  The reader doesn't even know they're consuming the same things they eat every day.
Take The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis.  I've been reading Narnia since I was knee-high to a grasshopper, and it transports me to a different world every time I open the pages.  But what is it, really?  Walking through woods and hostage negotiations.  Telling stories and sharing food.  We've all done that--well, not the hostage negotiations bit, unless playing Capture the Flag counts.
Can you spice up a little bit of the everyday?  Impress me in the comments below--and don't forget, I will tell the story of running into a mailbox if you ask.  God bless you, dear reader, and have a wonderful day!