Flashback Friday

I know a few blogs who do "flashback Friday" where you tell a story from the past. My story will show you how wierd I really am.

I was on my way to Salt Lake to my sister-in-law's baby shower and I thought I could find her house without an address or directions. Well, I ended up lost and no one was answering their phone so I could get directions. I was getting frustrated and so I called 911 to get directions. I told the guy I was lost (I'm surprised he didn't ask if I was a 5 year old) and he told me, "well, 911 isn't really for directions." I told him I didn't know what else to do, so he was nice and told me the directions. To make matters worse, I was practically there and didn't even know it. Gotta love 911!
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In school we learned "singular-just one" and "plural-more than one". Nathan said, "I want a plural of cookies!"