Sundays and whipped cream vodka

Yeah, that should be the title for a journal. I had some orange juice with some whipped cream flavored vodka. I am going to try a different mixer next time. I love OJ and Vodka but NOT OJ and whipped cream vodka.
I made up for my lazy day today (I think). Quite a few people have told me about the food co-op in Coralville. I went there this morning. I almost walked out thinking it was a glorified whole foods (which we don't have here). Then I hit the fish counter. The meats and seafood is SO much better quality than the grocery stores in the area. It might cost a little more, but it is worth it. And I found Dover sole. WOO HOO. I bought the sole and Dave some oysters (I hate them). I was happy to see they had an olive bar. I miss the olive bars at Safeway in California.

So the verdict: if I can't get to Trader Joes, the co-op will work in a pinch. I dunno if it is worth getting a membership or not, the verdict is still out on that

I then went to the nail salon in the mall. I wasn't too keen about how the very first nail place here did my nails--I wanted to slap the bitch. I liked that they had glitter tips but if you are not going to do it how I want them done, I will take my business elsewhere. The mall doesn't do gel glitter tips so I just got a fill, polish (OPI's Lincoln Park After Dark) and a design on 2 fingers.

I came home and listed some of my Vera bags on ebay--remind me to do a bitchfest journal post about the Vera retailer in this area. The new collection is coming out and I want to get some money to possibly buy some of the new collection without dipping into the bank account. I am also going to use some of the funds to upgrade my LJ account

Watched a little football. Green Bay beat the Eagles in their own back yard. That is tough to do because those Philly fans are PSYCHO. I experienced that shit first hand. Now since Seattle will be playing Chicago at Soldier Field, he is gonna try to get some tickets for the game--Chicago is a 4 hour drive away

Had some of the sole for dinner. The fish was so fresh, it needed to be slapped. Dave is going to dig into the oysters sometime tonight--I think.