Thursday, February 7, 2013
Last night we drove with a friend to Philly to see the Sixers play the Pacers. I love going to pro sports games because of the intense people watching and the soft pretzels. I texted david yesterday that I was going to buy a soft pretzel and that fake cheese even if it cost me ten dollars. And what a bargain, it was only $6.50! I should have bought four!
The Pacers ended up winning, which was great for our Indiana friend, but no good for us because they are vying for the number one seed in the playoffs against the Bulls. Seriously, that last sentence is proof that I live with a boy. My sisters would be disgusted. And then we got home way past my bedtime and I had a dream that twin girls were murdered and I was being framed. That's what happens when I lose sleep.