So after receiving the sad news, Mike, Forrest, Ashley, and I sat in the parking lot and played the blackball game, where everyone gets a chance to veto the restaurants they don't want to go to, and we choose from what's left. It took us about three minutes to decide on Cracker Barrel (which is what the four of us usually choose).
Side note: it was really good to see Forrest and Ashley. We hadn't seen them since just after Christmas, and yes, we live in the same town. Ashley had gone so far as to add a photo of us to a picture of a milk carton. We're going to work very hard to make time for them from now on, 1) because they're amazing friends and lots of fun to be around, and 2) because they threatened to hang up the milk carton picture all over town if we don't. :)
Back to my story. Did you know that Cracker Barrel is a death-trap just waiting to happen? Next time you're in the store section look up. Here's what we saw:
So many sharp, rusty things. Really?! Not the kind of thing that makes a girl want to stick around and shop. :)
Stay tuned...Monday I have a fun Martin Luther King Day story to share. My international girls might find it particularly amusing.