French Toast Bake.

Sunday (October 11) I got up and made breakfast. Ok, I lied, I got up and made lunch. lol. We had french toast bake and it was insanely amazing. After breakfast I hopped in the shower. When I got out, a lady from our church (she was my Sunday School teacher when I was younger) was at the house. I talked to her for a bit and then Justin and I went downstairs and. . . . let's see if you can guess it . . . yep, we played another game of Monopoly and watched more Two and a Half Men. By the end of the weekend, we had played four games, each of us winning two. It was great.

Justin had to go back to Kalamazoo and I had a fire meeting. He dropped me off at the station and headed home. Our meeting wasn't all that exciting. We went through our gear to make sure we had everything we needed. I was told to put my gear on because everyone would be doing training. Turns out it was just me doing training. I got my gear on and had the air pack strapped to me. I walked around with it on and crawled under some fences and crap. It was actually rather enjoyable. I hadn't used the air pack before so it was odd, but enjoyable. I was told that I might feel like I was suffocating, no true. I loved it. Anyhow, after we were done with our meeting Dad and I went home.

When I got home I worked on this, talked to Justin and went to bed.

Photos:

Day 203:

french toast bake. yum.

Day 203:

yep.

♥ Sara

Random Fact of the Day:

The Eisenhower interstate system requires that one mile in every five must be straight. These straight sections are usable as airstrips in times of war or other emergencies.

"Every man is the architect of his own fortune."

-Sallust