So, when I'm buying these limes for which an entire race of people was named, perhaps I should also get some tortilla chips and make some nachos. No, I won't! Because stores here don't HAVE tortilla chips!! They have potato chips flavored with bacon, they have them flavored like fish and mustard (all in the same chip!), but tortilla chips? Nah. So I'll substitute something for the chips -- like toast, or something. After two Margaritas, no one will give a rat's ass.
Which reminds me, I never did tell Sharon about the unfortunate string of rat sightings under my refrigerator. Still, I'm pretty sure that I plugged the rat hole. On the other hand, Adventure Baby was seen playing with a dead rat... Dilemma, dilemma. Oh, I'm sure the incremental cats will keep them away. OK, I know I bitch a lot (I'm not apologizing or offering to stop), but here's a fabulous thing: I can get my groceries delivered to me! And my groceries can include booze! I can't wait until I have a real address so the booze truck knows where to stop! Yay!0 comments so far