I'm mildly obsessed with a few things, namely: traveling, the beach, rescue pets, and working out. These are the incessant ramblings of a young at heart 30-something, which often include gripes about work, ex-boyfriends, and stupid people.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Operation Salsa Drop
Monday, September 20, 2010
Banzai the traveling feline
Sunday, September 19, 2010
rats with wings
My best friend Megan lovingly refers to seagulls (or any type of bird for that matter) as "rats with wings." I must say that after years of thought, I thoroughly agree with that statement. Not only do they look dirty, but I think that they really are dirty. They rummage around in trashcans, eat food out of stupid tourists' hands, and squawk like a dying beast.
For some reason, tourists at the beach are fascinated by these birds. (I am not amused. I am also deathly afraid that one will poop on my head.) Tourists cheerily feed seagulls Cheetos from their fingers and take pictures of these dirty things swarming around their children. I'm waiting for one of these birds to fly away with someone's finger as their snack. That'll teach em!
No matter where I am on the beach, these guys always seem to find me. Case in point... my view today:
My Current [Food] Obsession
I present to you my current food obsession.
I often get in moods where all I want to eat are a few certain foods for months at a time. Kristi often does this with sammiches; I do this with candy.
My Milk Dud kick has lasted all summer and it shows no signs of letting up any time soon.
We went to Costco the other day in search of items for our vacation. Milk Duds were on the shopping list. Did we find them? No, of course not! Because that was the one item I wanted (aside from Sugar Free Red Bull, which we did find in large quantities).
Now I must brave the insanity that is WalMart and purchase large quantities of Milk Duds. Because you know, they don't sell them in Key West.