We put our bread in the food pantry, next to the drier sheets, so now I'm home for lunch eating and egg salad sandwich that tastes like fresh laundry. It's gross.
Justin's family came down for the weekend and good times were had. Justin and his dad went to the 'Ole Miss game on Saturday and I hung around with the woment folk (His mom, sister and grandmother). We went out to eat and then had a bit of an adventure when we tried to find our way home from Taco Bell. On football Saturday's, Oxford's population increases to 7 times what it normally is, so some of the roads get blocked off. Naturally, one of the roads we needed to get back to the apartment was closed, so I tried to go a "back way" and we ended up driving in the Mississippi country side for about 20 minutes. But we made it back because of my killer navigational skills. Then we went to Memphis and had dinner at Corky's, drove by Graceland about 9 times, finally stopped and looked like tourists with our cameras flashing at 10 o'clock at night. Oh, and we saw a pimp.
All in all a pretty interesting weekend.
