Poor Kyle and I are taking this day off school and work to have a road trip. A short road trip—a day trip, really—but it will be glorious. I’ve been needing to exchange a birthday present so I can finally blog about it. Also, I’m sending a package down for my dad’s birthday {twenty days late (I’m a real quality daughter. see?)}. And lastly, and probably most importantly: Costco cheese. Poor Kyle and I have been on a pizza-making kick lately, and at $25.00/block up here at our Costco, we’re eating ourselves into the poor house. The only reasonable thing to do, then, is drive six hours round trip to a different country that can supply it for $15.00 cheaper. Smart, right? I know.
Happy anniversary to us.
