Am I the only one ready for their summer tan? It happens every Memorial Day. I look down at my sun deprived legs and give God thanks for body bronzer. Summer will be here before we know it! Can I be honest? I got some work to do. I went hog wild this weekend. The stress of wondering if Captain Kirk would in fact live through the second installment of Star Trek (Into the Darkness) led me to eat a half a bag of Flamin’Hot Cheetos in the 5th row of the cineplex. Let me clarify – that’s a half a grocery store sized bag! Yes, I smuggled it in.
I’m ashamed to cop to this next one but I also ate a McChicken. Whaaaat? You have no idea how long it’s been since I’ve darkened McDonald’s door. But it happened. I think it was the stress of waiting to see my big brother and my father shake their groove things down the street at San Francisco’s Carnaval Parade.
My brother dances every year and dear old Dad made his parade debut. I have the craziest, best-est family a girl could ask for.
They were assigned #47 in the parade. That’s a lot of sequence, g-strings and forbidden dancing to wait through. Somehow we found ourselves waiting for their arrival in front of a very fragrant McDonald’s. It was inevitable. I also have to admit that it was delicious! The fish taco and pepperoni pizza I inhaled after the parade glitter had cleared screamed “enough is enough!”
And this my friend is redemption on a plate. Summer is short shorts, long nights, racer back tops – skin gets darker – hair get’s lighter and so must my junk food consumption. This is a great way to usher in the pending warmer weather:
Aaah – This recipe is so light – so right – guess what? My kids devoured it!