Megan went to get her eyes checked and picked us up some lunch on the way back. I got a grilled chicken salad that had a fruit salad thrown into it -- strawberries, blueberries, pineapples, oranges. With poppyseed dressing. It was weird, but good.

Megan had this asian apple salad, but there were no apples in it. Supposedly her dressing tasted like her own vomit, so she used some from the fridge instead.