"All of a sudden" time is running out and I'm feeling the need to document every inch of life here in Alabama. What better place to do that than at the local Trade Day at seven in the morning? Yeah, I couldn't think of anywhere either.
Trade Day is basically a huge flea market that sells everything from tools, to furniture, to chickens, to the biggest corndogs you've ever seen. (yes, even at 7am. Don't worry, we passed.)
And I may or may not have slept in that shirt.
Shirt // Brickyard Buffalo
The best part of the day, by far, was when my MIL started asking this same vender if she had anything for constipation... because her SON struggles with it. I about died! Wade was a few stalls down and when he made his way to us I let him in on his mother's inquiry. My mother in law just so happened to be taking a sip of water at that exact moment and it came flying out of her mouth all over us as she just couldn't hold the laughter in at my tattling and Wade's surprised reaction.
On a side note: the "herbs" she recommended for that particular ailment are also great for weight loss. Go figure.
Oh the things I will miss about living in the true south. Sure, "technically" Texas is the south, but in a different way. I should also admit that I came home and slept for two hours after this. Until 11am. Yep. Just call me "lazy"... or worn out. But mostly lazy.
At least it was Saturday.