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A Very Boring Sunday

Scott is out of town in his hometown of Cudahy, WI this week, so again it's just me and kitty.

I went out the night before to meet up with some old friends from back home. I stayed out pretty late and slept in pretty darn late. 

 A lot of the food we got last week was gluten-free. I was a little skeptical about these gf oats, but they tasted like regular oats and cooked quickly.

I did add raspberries to naturally sweeten it. 

I replanted new seeds to the squares that didn't survive the transplants. Hopefully the garden will be full by end of summer.

I was worried today was going to be pretty lame with me just tackling my to do list. I had started reorganizing my baking cabinet when I recieved two text mesages asking me to cross the river over to St. Paul.
I met up with same crowd from the night before at Burger Moe's for lunch. I totally wasn't thinking (must still not be quite awake yet) and didn't take any photos during lunch. I quickly asked Katie to take a picture of Ann and I as we were leaving. 

 After lunch I met up with Cevonne to go wedding dress shopping. I'm glad she's excited about it or I'd never get it done. We walked around her neighborhood checking out different vintage and used clothing shops. 


I really liked this dress. Unfortunately it was a size too small, I couldn't lift my hands above my shoulders. My grandma is letting me use her dress if I want so I feel like I'd be betraying her by getting one that is two years newer than hers.

Back at Cevonne's she had me try hers on. I was suprised it fit seeing as she is 6 inches shorter than me. It's pretty, but not the look I'm going for.

We spent the rest of the evening looking up dresses online. I gave up on that and headed home. 

Later I picked up Scott from the Greyhound station. It's good to have him home again.

Yup.

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Amanda said…
Cevonne made the blog!! :) I bet she was thrilled.

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