It’s been a slow and gray Sunday. Spent most of the morning writing. Brian made his fabulous scrambled eggs. In the afternoon we went outside for a 40-minute walk. Shortly after getting back to the house, I said “I have the weirdest craving for cinnamon rolls.” Next thing you know we’re in the car driving down to the bakery, where I picked up 2 rolls, a loaf of wheat bread, and best of all, a dutch apple pie which was only $4.00 because part of the crust was broken. Score!

Brian also stopped by the ATM to get cash for his trip. He’s going to SF in the morning and boy am I gonna miss him. wah.