So, remember the time I was cool and found a Blazer at the movies?
Last night, even cooler. I found a STATE REP at Sweet Tomatoes. I understand if you’re a little jealous.
The fiance recognized him. Like I know any of the state reps. (Wait, that’s a lie, in 5ht grade my DARE officer was a a state rep. I knew him).
I tried to tell the fiance to go to talk to him so they could be besties (the fiance’s office gets to present stuff in front of them every so often, so he’ll see him again). But the fiance hates fun.
I love buffets because they indludge my need to eat two bites and be done. I had two bites of a potato
Probably at least 3 of chili
(terrible picture, i know… failblog.me)
Mostly just the frosting on the carrot cake
Ok, most of the pizza bread
And I ate my lovely Hugh Jass of a salad
I love you salad
Then I had two bites of my ice cream, and my cookie. And my tummy almost exploded.
Now I’m waiting for the fiance to get dressed so we can go get some breakfast, and get back to this
Do you like buffets? I like not feeling bad about wasting food. And judging people watching.