- I wish there was summer camp for adults. Swimming, hiking, arts & crafts, singing, campfires, and staying up giggling until the crabby camper yells and makes people shut up. (There is always a crabby camper, they have grown up and now work at the post office or the DMV). I envy my children heading off for various camps this summer. I know I had my time. I just want to do it again, as an older and wiser camper. My lanyards would have so much more artistic integrity now.
- Taco Bell is gross. I am in the minority in my family, and perhaps the whole world, in not liking the faux Mexican food. I lose the battle of where to stop for food on road trips because we are far too democratic for my liking. I have learned that the bean burrito is the least offensive item on the menu. In college I was also the lone inebriated person that did not want to indulge in a "run for the border". As my fellow revelers consumed tacos by the dozen, I would eat crackers and pretzels or just go to bed.
- We had a beautiful, windy, 60 degree day on Wednesday. This day brought all the neighborhood kids outside to ride bikes, kick soccer balls, and just be kids. I took the opportunity to open up both sliding doors on the mini-van and clean it out. (I know. I am too much fun. I should dial it back a bit). Anyway, the van is cleaned and vacuumed. When I hopped in my sweet ride on Thursday I had forgotten about the cleaning. It was like a surprise party. No joke, I was thrilled with the clean floor mats and lack of debris. Who knew a person could surprise themselves?
- The Big Bang Theory, to say I love this show is a gross understatement. The writing on this sitcom is so insanely amazing it makes me sick. Who would think a show about university researchers could be so funny? I do not understand what they do, all that science and theory and numbers. Turns out it does not matter. If you do not watch this show, give a chance. It is a delight.
- Chicken Shwarma. I have said it before, I will say it again. I LOVE IT. Sadly, chicken shwarma is not a food I can successfully prepare at home. The pita bread, the seasoned chicken, the pickles, and the garlic sauce are just not ingredients I can properly do justice with at home. There are two restaurants in the area that make slam dunk, perfect shwarmas. I also do not eat it alone. It is a food of friendship and sharing. Okay, I do not share the shwarma in the way of a split order, but I do need to have someone with me to eat it. This is the only food that I refuse to consume alone. Why? I am not entirely sure. It is just a food that needs to be eaten with a friend. That being said, I have not had any shwarma in 2012. It is time for me to drum up some lunch buddies. Or change my silly rule
All the best for a great weekend!
Live. Laugh. Love.
No comments:
Post a Comment