Our change of plans took us to Memphis on Saturday (with Mike and Betty) to eat lunch and see a movie. We had soup and sandwich at one of our favorite places, then went to see "Hotel Rwanda".

As we were driving off from the restaurant our waiter came running down the street behind us with Betty's purse. The ironic thing is that as we were eating Lynda had told the story of leaving her purse there once. That time we had to drive back to get it.

After the movie we stopped by a Perkins for dessert.