Yummy!

This morning I went to Eckert's with Nicole and her little boy. We picked a crapload of apples. As a result, there is a fresh apple pie baking in my oven right this very minute. It smells like a little piece of heaven. I don't even like pie, either. We went to the Eckert's in Millstadt, IL. I've been to the one in Belleville, but the one in Millstadt is much better. There were all kinds of things for kids to do, like piggy races, a big slide, little trike bikes they could ride, and various other stuff. We had a great time. I'm glad we got there early though, because by the time we left at like 11:30am, the place was packed.

Now, I'm thinking about taking a nap.

Last night I went to the mall to get something from Clinique and the mall was full of 12 year old prostatots. It was weird. I didn't realize so many parents let their children leave the house looking like miniature hookers. Most of the girls I saw were wearing skirts so short you could see their ass cheeks hanging out. I quickly left the mall when I realized I was the oldest person there.

This evening I'm going to the Working Women's Survival Christmas Show, but after that I've got nothing to do. Yippee.

Apparently Chris has been in a drunken stupor since yesterday at his convention. Brat. Maybe after I get back I'll start boozin' and baking. Sounds like a plan to me.