Tuesday, June 15, 2010

I dream of Ranch

I think I have an official pregnancy craving. I think about it night and day. I want chicken (breaded and fried of course) and french fries dipped in Ranch dressing. I've only had that once since I've been pregnant, with my friend Karen at Chick fil-A. But now I can't stop thinking about it. And since that's so unhealthy, a forbidden fruit, it makes it even more desirable.
Not just any old chicken strips will do, my friends. Not McDonald's nuggets; they're not even real chicken. And not the dinosaur-shaped nuggets from Costco that my children eat. I want high-quality chicken, deeply breaded, and fried just right. Like Chick fil-A, or Honey's, or even Wing Stop chicken wings. And Hidden Valley Ranch just won't do; I need restaurant Ranch. It's not as thick, and it's so much tastier.
So next time any of you want to go to Chick fil-A, make sure you call me. If I find out you went without me ...

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Mystery Happiness

Can you guess what it is?

Monday, June 7, 2010

Fun with photo booth

Don't you just love Macs?