Or, more appropriately: I am ruled by my cravings.
Last night, M.W. surprised me by braving Friday-night traffic and taking me out to dinner! I hadn't expected to encounter him again until this next Tuesday or Wednesday. I had mentioned craving chicken flautas really bad. He offered to bring me some from this restaurant near his place (almost 2 hours from my place). We went out to dinner at Chevy's instead.
On our table? Fire-roasted Salsa and Chips, Guacamole, Chicken Flautas, Beans, Rice, and Tortilla Soup (today, my typo said "Tortolla" but I'm not shure what Bahamas Soup would taste like... LOL). Oh.. and a CRAMBERRRY MARGARITA!!!
Then off to REI, where we decided to get my neice these for Christmas. I'm not sure about y'all, but when I was a kid growing up in Michigan... I wanted nothing more than to be "King of the Mountain" on a snow drift! As if that ever happened, unless I was on a sled.... And I wanted snowshoes so bad.
**sidebar**
Once, in grad school, I got chastized for italicizing a comma. Guess what? I, Dorothy, italicized only one comma in this sidebar. If you guess which one, then I'll stop hating my Prof. (I only thought of this, because at the end of the previous paragraph, I accidentally italicized the period. But you can't tell, right?)
So anyways, my Christmas Shopping will be finished by this evening. And I'll be eating Mexican Food for Lunch and Din-din.
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I think it's after ONCE.
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