Sunday, August 12, 2012
Day 343 - Sunday Morning Tradition
Alex is heading back to France tomorrow, and I realized I didn't have a single picture of him! So I took this shot of him taking some cinnamon rolls out of the oven. It's become our little tradition: every Sunday he makes us cinnamon rolls and then, later in the day, I eat the remnants of the little tub of frosting. He was a fantastic roommate and I will miss him. But now I know that if I'm ever in Paris, I totally have a place to stay!
Ankle update: Carey drove me to Urgent Care today, where I spent most of the morning. X-rays confirmed that it's not broken, but I do have a moderate sprain (ligament tearing, but not completely in half). There will be much icing and ibuprofen in my future. The timing is pretty shitty, but hopefully it'll be more or less healed by the time I move.