Farts & Indecisiveness

this weekend
was memorable, LoL!!
saturday,
we were gonna go to the concert in finlay park...
so we went to Cola.
we went to Micheal's, first,
the arts & crapps store.
walking farts, anybody?
"let 'er rip, let 'er fly"...
Bella's matto.
i found the things i needed for my mosaic wall hanging.
upon leaving there,
we decided it was too hot for the concert.
so to the ATM for some cash to go out to eat.
we were extremely undecisive on choosing where to go eat.
so i said, let's drive around til we see something that grabs us.
soon there after,
i saw a cracker barrel billboard.
my mouth watered immediately.
then we saw the ihop sign.
indecisiveness again.
we flip a coin and it lands on cracker barrel.
we get there for a 20 minute wait.
i'm like HELL NO.
to booger king to get sumin to hold us over
til we get to o-burg's cracker barrel.
there, was a 15 minute wait.
which, ofcourse i said no to.
then we chose to either go home & rent movies,
or go to awful waffle.
flipping a coin chose to go home & rent movies.
we rented:
Madea's Family Reunion,
Brokeback,
& Memoirs of a Geisha.
Our story doesn't end there, oh nooooo....
that would be too easy.
we got home ab 8-ish.
Bella took out the Poker-Chops to put in my famous brown rice.
We'd bought them Friday, mind you...
THEY WERE ROTTEN.
so she found another pack of Pokers that didnot come with the rotten stuff,
put that in the brown rice,
put it in the oven,
gathered up the rotten meat to return it to the store,
and left.
she was gone for about 40-45 minutes.
(which is roughly about the time it takes to cook this dish)
she came back with a Boston Butt,
LoL!!
we put madea in...
its a play, not a movie.
it was okay, it dragged a bit,
but the scenes madea was in, were HILARIOUS.
our brown rice & poker chops never finished,...
we finally took them out around 10 frikkin thirty.
the meat was done, as was like most of the rice,
damn...
*whew*
i hope that was just one of those days.
LoL
sunday,
we ate sunday lunch at cheryl's mom's.
we started our mosaic piece.
(she had to help with the tedious task of glueing down the glass.)
and we watched Memoirs of a Geisha & Brokeback.
Memoirs' book was better.
Brokeback...well...had some nice BOOBIES in it, LoL.
alright, that's enough of that.
peace, love, 'n cheryl's farts.