Dear Phil, I may have eaten the whole pound+ of taquitos (ok... I TOTALLY DID IN A SINGLE SITTING). Granted there was a previous post about my uncertainty and anxiety around a painting due for me to produce, and my turning to said taquitos for comfort, yet I think the truth need be told (publicly and with full accountability): I am apparently weak and a blob of nothingness (ok fine, except joyful and glutinous) in the face of nachos and apparently taquitos. And frozen yogurt. Maybe wine. But definitely the first two....I mean three. This seems like pertinent information for a special someone. After all I am now unable to deliver on my promise of taquitos and sour cream upon your next sleepover. More so, my *pride* in the quantity consumed might outweigh my *guilt*, even if only slightly (and by might I mean definitely, and by slightly I mean greatly). So I am asking for forgiveness and awe. I do not know what to expect. ;) Maybe challenge me to a feast--off? Nachos and taquitos with the nacho dip cited below? This could be the beginning (and by beginning I mean continuation) of something great, yeah?! Yeah. So I hope.
Posted on: Wed, 03 Dec 2014 05:31:43 +0000
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