Once again, there is an IWA dance (I have to go) and I am dateless. Remember this? But to be fair, I too would go to St. George with my best friend upon his return from a mission.
Once again, I catch myself wishing I lived in New York or some other fabulous city.
Once again, I was reminded of this as I walked to school with Kevin this morning. Only this time I really was wearing my red ones.
Once again, the second time in a week, I cooked. I made banana bread. And it was good. So here are some pictures.
|Me and bread|