Fab 5 from 1010 Go to IHOP

I did have a very interesting Saturday evening. Like every weekend, rise and shine was a moment that took place only after noon. And guess who my alarm was, my bunked bed mate who sleeps on the lower level. Anyway the whole purpose of the alarm was to get to IHOP for breakfast. Yeah breakfast after noon!! So we get all prepped up (which is like a two hour process taking into consideration that there were five girls and only two bathrooms) and head out with directions off the internet.

We wait for the college campus bus which, by the way, shows up only once an hour and then wait to catch the Chicago Transit Authority a.k.a. CTA bus to take us to IHOP. It is two in the afternoon at this moment, and I have been made to starve to death till we get to IHOP. I had no idea that IHOP was a whole 45-minute drive. Who travels this far on a Saturday morning, barely awake to grab food? We did, and fun it was. I think I spoke a little less than two completely sentences the whole time. Cause all my brain could do was to try to recollect what the DAMN IHOP menu had for their lunch specials.

Forty five minutes passed.. And then another five .. and then yet another five and we finally get there. I am starved. My brain has been deprived of food. And the waiter makes us wait for a table. Now this is torture!! Waiting is something I hate, but there was this real cute gay guy that completely distracted me off this toucher. Did I mention that he was cute? boy oh boy was he!! After staring at him we finally get our table and food was served. Biscuits with gravy.. sausages.. eggs and bacon. The perfect meal for an instant heart attack. But I ate them all. After what was a less than a 30 minute lunch, I could barely get up with all the food in my system. I truly felt bad for my heart and all the parts of my body that would have been effected. But eh, got my food!!

And yeah like every weekly schedule shopping has to be on the list. Like to spend all of daddy's money, and I am getting damn good at it.