I am never going to get around to a really deatailed Sunday breakfast, I don't think.
We went to Sabrina's, in the Italian Market area. I had stuffed French toast, AGAIN. (It is so good.) With my over-caffeinated, sleep-deprived mind, in conjunction with others' hangovers, it was a great time. The end.
I am going to New York City this weekend with my mom, to see the Gates (of HELL), and catch up with Edgar. Last night I went to my favorite photoshop, ever, and bought a new battery for my new camera. Then before I went to bed last night I read through the manual and played around a little bit. Like I told
slackphoto, I'm VERY excited. I've been feeling lately (about a year or so) that I need to do some more creative things. Who knew it'd only take $15 to get it going?? (Sort of- I have 17 rolls to get processed...)
If I had more time, I'd describe the sky the other night, when I insisted on picking my mom up (in her pajamas) and making her come see it with me. We went to "catch the pink". It was extrodinary to experience something like that with her.
Ok, back to work. Today is going very well, and it's almost over.