When Philip checked the map to find the lady's house, he discovered that she lived in a town called Perdido, not at Perdido Beach... same county, but she lived very far from the beach (no wigglin' my toes in the sand today).

So we drove to her house... and she wasn't there. We waited an hour but then decided to call it a day. Oh well, we still had some "throwed rolls" at Lambert's... and the bus-boys were too adorable.

The lady in Perdido finally called two hours later and rescheduled. Flake. This is the second time she's done this.

When we got home we watched more Olympics, cuddled on the sofa together. Cute boys of the moment: South African swimmer Lyndon Ferns... and swimmer Ryan Lochte of Team USA. Yum, yum.