But really. It's a problem.
Remember all those strawberries I had? I was able to make two pies with them. It was incredibly easy, I made them with jello, which made me 100% happy. But then I took one bite and I was like ".....I hate jello" and I left the pies for Mark and friends.
Mark and I went to Six Flags with his work yesterday. It was literally the hottest I have ever been in my life. It was only like 85 degrees but it was almost 100% humidity. I felt like I had heat stroke all day. It was still so fun! We left the park to eat lunch because who wants to spend almost $20 for a crappy piece of pizza? We found this sub place and I am not even kidding you, this sandwich changed my freaking life. It was THE best sandwich I have ever had. My mouth is watering just thinking about it...
I will leave this random post with one story that I keep thinking about and laughing about. It could possibly be a "had to be there" thing but I'm going for it anyways.
So Mark desperately needed a haircut. Haircuts on the East coast are EXPENSIVE, people! Dollar cuts don't exist out here. Nothing like that does. So last week I took my nanny kids to a barber shop and they did a super awesome job and it was fairly inexpensive. So I tried to take Mark to that same barber shop and it was closed! About three doors down from it was another barber shop. It looked a little...sketchy... but Mark needed a haircut so badly. Before we got out of the car I was like "Mark, what if this is one of those black only barber shops? Like where Queen Latifah works?" he was like "Riley, those do not exist."
And then Mark got a shape up haircut because it was a black barber shop. I was crying of laughter.
Anyway, I will be in Utah in a matter of hours. Wahoo!