I climbed in my car this morning to head on off to get my ears lowered and noticed that the inside of my car had the distinct smell of french fries. I took a quick look around and found out why. Inside my console, someone had dropped dumped some of these and apparently, they were too lazy did not have the time to pick them up. Since I was running a little late, I didn't have time to pick them up myself, so I essentially ran errands this morning with "Ode De La French Fry" scent assaulting my nostrils. I am still smelling it now.

After all of my errands were finished, I headed on over to Sonny's to meet my husband for lunch. I was able to secure a parking spot near the front, despite the fact that it was filling up pretty fast. I did attempt to save a parking space for my husband, but the lady in the Hummer was not having any of that. I narrowly escaped with my life, and it was only my quick thinking that enabled me to dodge a huge bumper, and land on top of a Jaguar's hood. It's a rough life here in Redneck country.

Once I climbed off of the hood, I headed towards the front door and noticed that there was this SUV taking up two spaces. During lunch hour. In a parking lot that is not big enough to begin with. Am I the only one or does this annoy anyone else? To be fair, I guess you could say that the driver of the SUV was a really bad parker, but I'm thinking not. In spite of it all, I enjoyed my lunch and I would imagine it had something to do with the company. And I'm not just saying that to butter my husband up. Honest. It has nothing to do with the fact that we need to do a little bit of work around the house before we start painting. I would never stoop so low.