However, and I say this with love, whoever at Baxter's restaurant was responsible for running our bank card 30 times in one day and draining our account really harshed my buzz.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
I spent the last weekend in Oklahoma. That is not a typo. My dad was in charge of the National Missionary Convention, which met in Tulsa. It was a really nice weekend--lots of catching up with old friends from around the world, listening to people speak about important issues, and catching the world premiere of a friend's movie.