The trip to St. Louis was fantastic.
I got to see my bestest friend, Amy, and her son, Dylan.
Who is quite possibly the most serious and contemplative two-year old ever.
We had a great time running around, going shopping, eating lunch (at Mimi's Cafe and Carrabba's -- both of which have gluten-free menus) and visiting Trader Joe's.
Which, by the way, Trader Joe's sucked ass. They had only two gluten-free cereals and three gluten-free breads (all of which were As Hard As A Rock, I Swear To Gawd). And the employees were rude (assholes!) and unknowledgable.
They did, however, have really, really cheap wine.
Anyway, I had left for St. Louis at 6:30 am and got home at 12:15 am so Sunday was spent sleeping (thank Aaron!) (he's trying to score brownie points before he sets off for a three week business trip) (which coincides over Darwin's birthday) (so he's in the dog house) (seriously).
The rest of the three day weekend was spent cooking...
gluten-free lemon cake and gluten-free cream cheese raspberry muffins (need sunlight for pictures of those) (and I need to choose one to post today).
And now back to real life, aka - dishes and laundry and dusting and cleaning bathrooms and...