My craving for Indian food has passed. Curry no longer does it for me... it is now Mexican food. Burritos, enchiladas, sour cream, cheese, love those refried beans. I can't seem to get enough. This is apparently a very world-cuisine oriented child, though seemingly bean-focused. Or maybe that's me-- I really just love beans. Beans and cheese are my passion. I will probably die young of heart disease, but I will have eaten a lot of pretty good food. I really, really wish I could have a margarita right about now. I'm not a big drinker so much anymore, but in the summer I confess a weakness for the bucket-o-margarita. Yes, a bucket of margarita and a plate of cheesy refried beans... I recognize that that is disgusting.
If you haven't heard the latest, the baby is a girl. And if you're wondering... yes. I was disappointed. Oh well. Next time. We also have zero name ideas, so all suggestions are welcome. Unless your suggestions suck, then please don't share them.
'Tis all for now. Stay tuned for details on the exit of Mr. Boots from my house, and my ongoing struggle with a love of roast beef sandwiches.
July 28, 2007
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Nicole
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