1) We went to the Olive Garden and got in after a said 35 minute wait that turned out to be only 11 minutes...definitely a score for the starving pregnant lady.
2) We filled the tire with air. It was a lot of fun.
3) We went for a walk on a beautiful Saturday afternoon and attempted to drain the mutt of all his pent up energy. That didn't work. But the walk was nice.
4) As a pick-me-up after implanting two screws deep into the depths of the wall at my attempted DIY project, I got a little crafty and made some fun pictures to frame out of scrapbook paper I had stashed away.
5) We hit up Qdoba for lunch with some friends after church. I'm a big fan of quesadillas and friends, so it was a perfect Sunday afternoon combo.
6) And last, but certainly not least...on our way home we bought two bags full of Starburst Jelly Beans. Those jelly beans are like a drug to me. I keep on going back for more. It reminds me of that Kelly Clarkson song- it's as if that song was written about me and my Starburst Jelly Beans:
I'm hooked on you
I need a fix
I can't take it
Just one more hit
I promise I can deal with it
I'll handle it, quit it
Just one more time
Then that's it
Just a little bit more to get me through this
Seriously.
We're sure to need a refill by next weekend because between the Hubs and I, we've just about killed off half a bag already. This addiction is great for the taste buds- not so great for the thighs; however, when you're wearing pants with massive elastic waistbands, the thigh issue isn't a big deal. So I've been downing them like water. Like I said: my drug.
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