Feliz Taco Cabana
Sometimes I really have to ask myself if my brain fell out. My mom just said, "You don't have to go to Albertsons, I can go." And I answered, "But I need a lot of stuff from Taco Cabana." I walked by her while she was unloading the dishwasher, and I really like putting the silverware away. Don't ask me why-- probably because of that "place for everything and everything in its place" feeling of organization. I get in on some of these odd jobs working out of my parents' home. It's not always all insulation. So I even commented on how I love putting the silverware away, and then I just walked off, thinking about how with my hat on, I look like Fivel from the "American Tale" movies.
But at least I did have a reason to mention the T.C.-- as promised, I've got some pictures for you faithful readers of my late date with Sev, aka Steve Young's mini-me.
Finally, this has nothing to do with the Taco Cabana date, but I saw this sign a couple nights later on a van at "River of Lights":
Does anyone else think this is funny? The startling part is the website underneath-- homeschoolmania.com. I'm doing a bit of a TAMN Frownsmile right now.
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