Well, my Valentine's Day wasn't what I expected. About ten of us headed to Cracker Barrel of all places for dinner (I've only had breakfast there). I was the only one who understood the menu. Ha! Seriously, I had to explain what chicken pot pie was to one of the girls. Dear me...
Then we crashed at a friends house and watched Fargo of all movies. Okay, I thought that because the Cole Brothers (they made Oh Brother, where art thou?) made the film, it was a comedy. Uh...no...it's a true story about a whole bunch of murders. Next time, I pick the movie! On the plus side, I now realize there are worse things to have than an occasional Southern accent (I tend to have a drawl when talking to certain family members and people from the Agriculture Department).
I took lots of pictures but the plug from the camera to the computer is back home. Darn.
(I think it's somebody else's turn to post on the main thread, by the way... :) )
[ 02-15-2003, 07:18 PM: Message edited by: Cowgirl Jack ]
