Have you ever felt like you were born in the wrong time? or felt like you must have lived in another time, in another life? ya...that's me. something about me cries for the 1940's and 50's when women were housewives, mothers and homemakers, and seduced their husbands with amazing home cooked food and fabulous skirts with just the right amount of crinoline sticking out. these are my adventures in my new fashioned old fashioned life.
Friday, October 22, 2010
all american "food"
ok, time for something icky. i was at the mall today, and was blessed to eat whatever my 2 year old wanted. she wanted chicken fingers. ok, so let's get them. not so bad right? well, we went to a&w, got the chicken strips and fries and sat down. she ate ALL the fries, and continued to not want any of the strips that she so desperately cried out for not 10 minutes before...so i ate them...and now?
i feel icky...and the chicken strips are repeating, so i get to enjoy them again and again.
don't fall for the cute face and pouty mouth of your 2 year old...just get what you want for lunch, and don't regret it later. they won't remember anyway. :)
cheers.
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