Feeling guilty

I kept interrupting our movie every few minutes complaining, "But Luuuke, the blog needs pictures! I don't have ANY pictures from the weekend!" So just as Javier Bardem was about to execute his next victim, Luke pressed the pause button and said: "Well let's go get some then." My camera is still dead, but Luke has store credit at P.C. Richards and has been wanting to get a new camera anyway. So we rushed out of the apartment and hopped in a cab in hopes that the store would still be open. Fail. It was closed.

All was not lost--Luke snapped a few shots on his Blackberry. On our walk back, we passed (yes, PASSED) a Tasti-D-Lite and several other froyo shops. I haven't had froyo or ice cream in eight days (and the crowd goes wild!), so we indulged just a little and stopped in a new yogurt place called 16 Handles. They have 16 flavors to choose from, and you make it yourself and add your own toppings. That could have potentially been disastrous, but I retained a little self-control. Luke and I split a cup of half peanut butter, half cookies 'n' cream with Heath topping. (It was only 80 calories a serving.) It was good, but quite expensive--$8.10! I think that's where they get ya. You don't realize how much you're actually putting into your cup until you weigh it at the register, and by that time it's too late to do anything about it.

OK, so I don't know if these random pics helped the blog, but I feel a little better to have some up. (Not sure if anyone really cares anyway--all 10 of you reading this! Hi Mom :))