What’s the Point?
As a blogger, I want people to read what I write. I want them to get the point I'm trying to make.
That doesn't always happen. People interpret things in different ways.
Michael was out of town so I decided to be as unproductive as possible.
Friday I picked up Sarah and we drove around Dallas for 40 minutes debating where to eat. We didn't eat until 10:30 p.m., but it was well worth it. No pictures from the restaurant, but we selfie-ed up at the bar.
Saturday I was up and at 'em early to pre-game before the Texas/OU battle. Shocker —Texas won! I won too because there was a build your own bloody mary bar and plentiful mimosas. (See Helene, football is fun.)
|As you can see I still haven't gotten highlights. We're going on a year here, folks.|
|For those who'd like to know… this is my friend Garrett, and yes he is single. And this is probably not the best picture of him. But he is a very nice young man. I'm not sure who's making bunny ears behind us.|
Sunday morning I went to McDonald's to get a Sprite. As I got to the window to pay I realized my wallet was gone. Searched my car. The sidewalk. Checked everywhere. Called the cab company. Nothing. At first I freaked out. Then I got some perspective. It's just one of those things. Deal with it.