Thursday: so close to Friday, yet so far away.

Good news: I found my camera adaptor this morning! A much-needed photo upload is in order.
Bad news: I found it because I thought I must've left one of my Target bags in the car. As it turns out, I left my milk somewhere in Target. I had to make my oatmeal with water. I know that's how some people do it all the time, but, people, let me introduce you to the joys of oatmeal made with milk. You'll never go back. Promise.

In other news, I am so very excited to go home this weekend... to see my sweet puppy Maggie, to sleep in my old bed, to shop and lunch with my mommy, to watch Auburn (hopefully) beat Georgia, and to just spend time in one of the most beautiful cities in Alabama. We're stopping off in Birmingham on the way home Friday night to eat dinner at Cheesecake Factory with our newlywed friends, Ryan and Kaleigh (Ryan called himself a "Cheesecake Factory virgin" so we knew there was no other option for our dinner date).

Evan and I had a food intervention last night. I have a phobia of mass markets-- that's not to say that I'm afraid of people... I just really hate places like Target, Wal-Mart, grocery stores-- so I've been refusing to go grocery shopping. Unfortunately, one must eat... and this one has been going out to eat far too often. So we're restricting dining out (with the exception of weekends, I'm sure), and Evan convinced me to go to Target... and I did, and I bought groceries with a vengence. We literally spent two hours in Target, perusing the aisles of frozen food, canned food, health food, fresh food, accessories, clothes, electronics, books. I made it out alive... but with a little less money. Or a lot less money.

I should be working...