Pancakes

This morning I wanted pancakes, so where did Robert take me for breakfast? Waffle House. I wanted pancakes, not waffles. They don't make pancakes at Waffle House, only waffles. He even asked for me after he saw that I was really annoyed. I am determined to get some pancakes in the near future. Anyway, I ended up ordering one of those huge breakfasts with sausage and hash browns and eggs and a waffle and I'm sure there was more, but I don't want to think about it. I ate so much and felt pretty sick afterwards. I haven't quite felt right all day. Not sick exactly, just kind of yucky. Probably all the grease. Gross.