Sunday

Just two days ago, I woke up about an hour ahead from the time we go to Church. I was so tired the whole day fr. When we got to Church, we walked in, I'm instantly hugged + kissed, then I see an old lady say "blessing oil, hand," so I just give her my hand and she rubbed some oil on it? It smelled good though. When we sat down, this man that looked like Saul Goodman came and shook all of our hands, and we moved over to another row to be near my uncle, his wife, and kids. The man came back, went to shake my hand, then said, "Sister, you moved!" Like, he sounded.. Shocked. It was kinda funny tbh..

Anyway, it started like usual, the horribly loud music that made my headache worse, all that.. But then, the preacher starts preachin'. He starts going on about this quote, "Oh, taste!" And then he started talking about root beer floats. He talked about it so much it almost made me believe he forgot all about that God - his mind was ONLY on floats. 

After Church, we left and ate at this homemade food place - forgot the name but the inside reminded me of my grandma's old house; it was real nice. The food was.. Meh. It was okay, nothing crazy. After that, we went to books-a-million, and honestly? Loved it. I went searching for the only thing you'll ever catch me reading, Warriors, and they had almost EVERY Warriors book! Much more than Barnes & Noble ever had. I almost bought the newest one, Ivypool's Heart, but instantly went against that as soon as I saw the Into The Wild novel adaptation. 

AFTER that, we went to Sams in search of flea meds for our pets (dogs, cats,) and they didn't have jack.. But uh, yeah. We found some! And once we got home, everyone took the biggest nap and I seethed over the fact I was starting school Monday.

That's it. This Sunday we're going to Cracker Barrel after Church.