Then, I went to dinner with Lynn. Who I hadn't seen since college. And let me tell you, college is starting to feel like a long time ago. BUT. She brought me good French wine from her wine collection, and Banana Bread Beer. Greasy Mexican food was in order, and we took pictures of our drinks, our sternums, and our shoes. Seriously. My life is pathetically predictable.
So, here are our drinks:
And, if you look in the background, you can see Lynn taking a picture of her drink too.
Then, the shoes. You've seen mine before, but how adorable are Lynn's? I want them.
And, of course, the obligatory sternum shot. We were laughing so hard while taking this, and had to take about 300 pictures (because, um, we were really going for a cute headshot of the two of us. Which we got. On both cameras. Pretty much.
Finally, on the way home from brunch on Sunday, I saw this shell-covered truck.
I have no words. I don't ask questions, I just take pictures.