The one about Saturday.

So K and I went to breakfast with my dad this morning. My mom and A stayed home. We went to Ray's and I got french toast with bacon. It looked like I could've made it myself at home, but the point is I didn't and I wanted something sweet. I put some syrup on it, and it was delicious. It didn't compare to Another Broken Egg's Cinnamon Roll French Toast. I probably shouldn't get that again or else I might be 300 pounds.

My mom, A, and I walked up the street to a garage sale that apparently had really good stuff at 6 this morning. Almost everything was gone. We weren't satisfied so we went to Best Buy's 'garage sale' and all they had were snuggies and ear buds.

I've been wanting to get rid of my old lady white hair so we went to Sally's on the way home. I got semi-permenant hair color and I'll let you know how that goes.

We had to race home because Bama was about the kick off and A was taking a nap. There is no disturbing Steve Brackin when Bama is on. We got home in time for us to get A up and now he's still plundering through the changing table.

That kid.