Say hello to Frosty
I am currently fighting a very real and physical battle with my self to not eat the second eclair in the fridge. So far, I'm winning.Today was not bad...went to work early because of a meeting, had a nice leisurely late lunch, then went and got my nails done. And now I have snowmen on my toes. That right there should tell you everything you need to know abot me: I am the type of woman who gets snowmen painted on her toenails at Christmastime.
Another thing that will tell you everything you need to know about me...on our way out of Red Lobster this afternoon, I told my coworker that it would be way more interesting and fun if when you picked your own lobster to eat, you were allowed to take it out of the tank and take it back to your table. Maybe walk it on a leash.
She said hey, maybe then they could bring big pots of water to the table and you'd get to drop the lobster in there yourself.
And I thought that was a damn fine idea. Hey, there's already restaurants where you can cook your own steaks at the table so it's not that big of a stretch.
Don't judge me. I'm really very entertaining when I start having thoughts like this.



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