Panera. No bread? Seriously?

Something very confusing happened today. I stopped sweating. That's right folks fall is here and she is a mean mistress! I almost walked out in jeans and a tank top, they would be reeling my ice cube laden body back to my apartment if that was the case. Close call.

Good golly, Miss Molly I'm tired! Tuesdays are da worst, glad it's over! On the upside it's my only day of classes this week, woohoo! Internship Wednesday and Thursday and I'm donezo. Can I get an Amen? AMENNNN! Here are some more pictures from my failed road trip.

I would like to host a murder mystery party in this ol' barn. You are all invited. Be warned: bad accents are required of all characters.

I will count sheep running through this field when I go to bed tonight.

Hello corn. You is kind. You is important. You is somebody. (Can you tell we talked about book The Help in class today)



I should have left these people a message in their mailbox. Hindsight is 20/20 indeed.

That's all I got for today good folks. Oh.....by the way. Just stopped at Panera on my way home from school with dreams of tomato soup floating in a bread bowl for dinner. Sounds like heaven on a rainy, cold day like this. NO GO. The Panera BREAD COMPANY ran out out BREAD. How sad am I? Answer:SOOOOO BUMMED. Also, what a ploy. Now I'm want it because I can't have it. I will return Panera, prepare thy self.

File this one under "Well, That Was a Bust"

Roger and I left very early on a foggy Sunday morning to wage war and do battle (aka Roger was going to a Warhammer tournament) in Media, Pennsylvania.

It was so incredibly humid outside my camera lens fogged up the moment I opened a window.

But the fog finally lifted and we continued on our way. Here is me being a passenger. Hello fence.

We passed many a barn. Here is one with birds. Don't attack me kiddos, I am friend not food.

Here are some hay bales. Don't they look snug as a bug in a rug.

No shortage of corn fields either! I like this field peeking through the window. Hello, I see you there!

I am very nosy. Here is a guy walking his dog. I papped that.

More barns in classic red. Anyone ever see a yellow barn?

Driver of the day.

We got stuck behind this car. I wanted to challenge them to a street race, but I left my racing flags at home. Bummer. I didn't have my street race bikini on my either. I know, what was I thinking?

Idyllic countryside. Good morning America.

Still so far to go. Shoot.

Holla Pennsylvania! Thank you for welcoming me into your kind kingdom. Side note: I have an EzPass so I never concern myself with trivial concerns such as tollbooths. Pffttt. Did you know they cost FOUR DOLLARS? Highway robbery. (literally. heheh)

Here are my shoes on the dashboard, the only way to travel.

More of the driver, he's riding dirty.

This inspirational graffiti was very well timed. 2.5 hours into our journey Roger realized the GPS took us an incredibly ridiculous way and we still were an hour away from the place we needed to be by 11:30. It was 11:00. Shoot.

Something missing from this picture? I'll tell you what. Media, Pennsylvania.

Still not Media but I liked this giant nose.

Not Media.

Shoot, still not Media.

More tolls. Ridonkalous.

Long story short: We turned the car around after driving for three hours and never getting where we needed to go. It was a dark day for the Katie/Roger household, and if I could have teleported out of that car I would have. Unfortunately I had to sit in that dark abyss for the three hour return journey. Hey look! Me again!

Finally though we made it home. For all of you stalkers out there I have no idea who lives in this house I just like the country feel.

PS. I keep forgetting to link up to Trust Your Style, pop over and see who you find. Spoiler: It's me!