We got back in the car and I was trying to figure out what time it was. We have this little clock that sits on the dashboard that is old and half-broken, and when we fell back in time, I couldn't change the clock's hour. So it's an hour off. I know that. What I always get confused about is which way I need to compensate. The clock said 4:05, so I thought it was actually 5:05 (fall back an hour, right? plus I was hungry, so it made sense that it would be closer to supper time). It was just a tiny bit chilly outside, the kind of cold that makes you want to bundle up and go shopping. And I know we had just gone to two stores, but I wasn't done shopping in my head. I pulled out our enjoy the city coupon book, and sure enough, I had a coupon for buy one get one free yogurt from a shop in the same strip mall as HD and Michaels. Armed with my coupon, we head in, for the first time ever, to Yogurt Mountain.
It was pretty cool. You get a cup, fill it with whatever flavor of yogurt you want (from ice cream dispensers lining the wall) and scoop in whatever toppings you want (a ton of them on an island in the middle of the store) and cover with whatever syrups you want. Then they weigh it and it's 49 cents an ounce. If you know me, you know I am bad with math. 49 cents an ounce sounded a little suspicious to me, like if I put an inch of yogurt in my cup, it would come out to about 8 dollars. So I put the tiniest amount of green apple slime and a tiny bit of banana yogurt in a cup for my adventurous 6 year old, and I stuck with a tiny bit of pumpkin pie and a tiny bit of cookies and creme. Turns out my math was WAY off, because the total only came to a dollar. One! I felt kinda stupid handing the guy my coupon, like I'm so cheap I can't even just get my kid a yogurt. But how was I to know how heavy yogurt was? Hmph...We went outside to eat it and my pumpkin pie was SO authentic tasting. I want more.