This morning I ate Saturday morning breakfast alone. Dave left around 6 to drive to Atlanta with his dad to look at a few Jeeps. I thought about oatmeal then decided some good ol' French toast would be wonderful. So I whipped this up along with some coffee and orange juice and sat at our breakfast table watching the leaves fall outside. Our kitchen gets the best light in the morning. It's that warm light that you can feel on your skin if you sit in one place too long. It was nice.
After breakfast I did some house work... cleaning, laundry, organizing. Then I got the urge to do yard work. These come every now and then. It may be the calming effect of pulling weeds that draws me in or the satisfaction of stepping back and seeing results when you're done. I don't know. So, I started off by pulling weeds but ended up pulling up 30 of these guys by the time I finished. That's right... monkey grass... I am sick of monkey grass!
I told Dave I couldn't help myself. I got tired of looking at it. Plus, our grass was growing into it. Grass wins. :)
After 3 hours of working in the yard I headed inside for some more house work. Dave got home mid afternoon. They had looked at 4 Jeeps along the way and didn't find one they liked. His dad is looking for what Dave terms a "barbie Jeep" but, if you know my husband you know he knows Jeeps. And, he knows what to look for in a good Jeep. It might be pretty on the outside but he can tell if it will rust to pieces, has a bent frame, has any sort of leak, or is just flat out a bad choice. It must be like my thrift store adventures... he enjoys discovering these things or hopefully one day not discovering them. I love you babe!
We spent the evening watching Transporter 2 and eating pizza. Although I kept telling Dave we had seen it before but, he couldn't remember.
That was our Saturday.
Hope your weekend is going well!
Sarah
