Mean Futon

Both ChristY and I were attacked by the futon in the sun room (aka. Florida room, aka. Carolina room). We painted the sun room today. It's green. Kind of. It's by Behr and it's called Feldspar but I just checked the color online and it looks nothing like the walls in the room right now. Anyway both ChristY and I walked into the futon and have huge bruises/lumps on our respective legs. Scary. Dang futon is vicious.

Ok, so as a nice end to the day, I wanted to take ChristY to one of my favorite restaurants out here, California Dreaming. Ironic, I know. They have the best salad ever and I thought it'd be a nice treat after we worked so hard. Yeah, couldn't find the restaurant. From the highway it sounded simple enough. 17S to Ashley River Road; Left on Albermarle. We drove around for over an hour and couldn't find it. Now, I was blond as a child but I am not by any means stupid. And heck, ChristY graduated from college Magna Cum Laude so we know she's a smarty. We could not find this place to save our lives. And actually, we probably could have driven to Columbia to the location there in the amount of time it took us to drive around Charleston. So we ate at Ruby Tuesdays instead. It was good. I forgot how good their salad bar is. After dinner I called my friend Rebecca in Columbia and asked if she wanted to meet us for dinner, at Cali. Dreaming, on Tuesday night. So after I show ChristY around my old (and possible future) stomping grounds, we will get that salad. Come heck or high water!!!

Tomorrow we're driving up to DC to see my dear friends Ashley and Mark. Then on Saturday we'll head down to see Terri, ChristY's dear friend who lives in Richmond, ChristY's old stomping grounds. It's nice to have dear friends.

Talk to y'all soon!!

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