My house is a toxic house.
Let's first start with Jackson. He's got a virus that makes him cough and snot run down his face. It's not pleasant to use an infant snot sucker on a little one. I know he wants to throw sharp objects at me until I stop. In fact, he's starting hitting me. Retaliation maybe?
Next, let's discuss yours truly. I feel horrid. Run down, scratchy throat, coughing, headache and just plain ickiness. I'm not a happy camper right now.
And lastly, I saved the best for last. Derick spent the weekend with his Dad. He came home with a rash on both arms that the doctor has determined is probably from poison ivy or something similar. And he threw up IN HIS BED last night. He's old enough to know when he needs to high tail it to the bathroom, but he was so tired from the event filled weekend that he just couldn't wake up. Turns out he got sick because he had nine NINE! Jack In The Box tacos for lunch yesterday. Just thinking about eating that many greasy tacos makes me ill, it's no wonder his poor tummy revolted. I need to remember to talk to his Dad about proper nutrition and why Jack In The Box tacos do not qualify. Unless you have them after an evening of too much beer and dancing. That's when those tacos are ok.
I used to stop on my way home from a evening out and get 2 for $.99 tacos and let me tell you, I've always said they were the best nasty food on the planet. The whole shabang is fried, lettuce and all, it has to be. How else can you explain rubbery lettuce? It's pure heaven. But I always stopped at 2 and now I know why.
What is/was your food that you stopped for after a night out?