I think that Sundays might just be moron day at our local McDonald's. My Mom ran over there for breakfast yesterday morning. The order was simple. Pancakes (for Gabriel), a southern chicken biscuit (for me), and two cups of coffee (for her). They gave her the food bag and one cup of coffee. She told them she ordered two. They said she didn't. She showed them the receipt. They gave her another cup of coffee.

When she got home, she realized that only the pancakes were in the bag and that one of her coffees had cream and sugar in it (she orders them black). *sigh*

Lunch rolls around. She decides to head out and grab McDonald's again. She ordered everything for Gabriel, her, and me. When she got home, I noticed my food was inedible. I ordered a Big Mac with no lettuce or onions (onions make me puke). I got a Big Mac with extra onions and mayo! I also cannot stand mayo. I took one bite and thought I was going to vomit.

I ended up skipping both breakfast and lunch yesterday.

Rob's flight was on time and landed at the airport around 1pm. He got home a little after 2pm and my Mom headed out then. She made a stop at my Nana's before heading home.

Shortly after my Mom left, Gabriel fell asleep. All three of us took a nap.

Once the three of us were done napping, we headed out. We made a run to the grocery store for a few items, I made a run into the drug store, and we grabbed dinner and then headed back home.

When we got home, we watched Big Brother and Dexter and Rob gave the Poopchuck a bath.

Today is back to normal. Rob's at work, my Mom is back home, and I'm with the Poopchuck.

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