saturday, you are so good to me.

oh, saturday.
we slept in far too late,
made a good breakfast,
and decided to take the car to get the brakes fixed-
{since they were making strange noises.}
i dropped john off at work,
and started driving home.
{i had the windows down while driving on the freeway of course}
i drove almost all the way home, noticed five missing calls from john, and called back,
only to find out he was locked out of work.
it was hot, and john's keys were with the car.  which was in the shop.  getting fixed.
so he couldn't work, right?
i promptly picked him up- and we went to the farmer's market.
horchata and steak tacos, if you please.

the rest of the day was spent studying for some strange foreign test called the GMAT,
and also watching the adjustment bureau from redbox.
after much ado, our car is fixed, saturday was sweet, and john didn't have to work, after all.