Just Met Hugh
Hugh Jass that is! After tweeting today that I had no idea what to cook for dinner, the lovely Sarah suggested I make a taco salad. Thought process immediately following: taco salad sounds good. taco salad has lots of stuff on it we don’t have lots of stuff. I should go to the grocery store Valli is a grocery store. Valli has the best guacamole in the world Taco salads have guacamole! It was then decided that since taco salads are a vehicle for guacamole, that would be dinner. So it was tweeted, and so it was done.
My Hugh Jass taco salad (would that make it Enrique Jass?) consisted of:
It was just perfect. I ended up crumbling a few baked tortilla chips on top of the salad for a bit of crunch, which added a nice touch. I felt like I needed some veggies after the last few days of raw fish and too much alcohol! OH and an addition to my anniversary party/blogger meet up post! I completely forgot to share the amazingly generous gift I received from my bosses in recognition of my 10 years. They got me a beautiful watch! I tried to take a picture of it on my wrist, but photographing jewelry is, I swear, ten times harder than photographing food! This is a picture from the Nordstrom website: ![]() Isn’t it pretty? I’m even more impressed that it was picked out without any help from my bosses’ wives! Thanks again guys In other blog news, if you look up in my top menu bar, you’ll see a new Food Journal link. I’ll be posting my “Tweet, Eat, Post” chart every day. I’m hoping that the accountability factor will help get me back on a “losing weight” track. You can follow my food journal on twitter by following @WhatMaraEats. Thanks for the cool tool, Roni! Week 7 of camp is going to be a fantastic one, I can already tell! With my official birthday celebrations beginning on Tuesday night, and continuing all week through next Saturday, there’s no way it can be a bad week! I still can’t believe that I’m going to be 29… I can remember being about 10 when all my friends were having their golden birthdays (turning the same age as the date of your birthday, i.e. turning 10 on the 10th) and thinking “I’m never going to get to my golden birthday. 29 is just soooooo oooolllldddd.” But here I am, in what’s sure to be one of the best years of my life! Enough sappiness… This week will hold a trip to Chuck E. Cheese, squirt gun wars, a day at a County Fair, duckie cookies from Iowa Girl Eats, dinners out, dinners in, a camp overnighter, and bowling at a luxury bowling alley. I can’t wait! related searches : Just
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