It was late at night. But I was starving and I knew exactly what I was craving.
I dreamily expressed my specific craving in detail to my dear husband. And he listened patiently.
"I want a Chicken Fajita like McDonald's used to make... tender chicken, green and red sliced peppers, sun dried tomatoes -- you know, to make it really fresh -- and it's all in a really good fajitas sauce." My voice trailed off until I realized that was everything. "That's all I want," I said.
His response was, "You're not being picky enough... how many grains of salt do you want on that?"
Thursday, October 19, 2006
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Oh I'm so excited for you, Courtney! Praise the Lord! =)
oh boy, i remember your cravings. make sure you keep ingredients for cheesecake on hand so that you don't have to go to the store at 9:30 at night just to satisfy THAT craving :D
That was GREAT!
Or, in other words, I really got a kick out of that post! Thanks, Court!:-D
Hahaha! That's cute. ;-) (Bear with those of us singles who have NO idea what you're talking about!!)
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