Girls, my posting has been sporadic, what with doctor appointments this month. Nothing disastrous, just follow ups, required more as I grow older.
But you know what Cinco de Mayo means to me? It is the one day in the year I allow myself to eat Mexican. I love it, but it does not love me. Putting int en francais, darlings, the consequences mean I will spend a lot of time in la salle de bain !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Right now, I am good, as I am not dining till dinnertime, with David. Who seems to have a cast iron intestinal tract. Wish I could say the same.
For those who can imbibe, I wish you unlimited Sangria and Margaritas. Have some on me, dolls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Another day to celebrate! Take them as they come, for we surely need them!!!!!!!!!
Amen, we SHOULD celebrate every chance we get!!
ReplyDeleteMyself, I usually order fajitas.
I give the sour cream and all the spicy toppings to my husband.
It does make for a blander dinner but my tummy appreciates it!!!
Victoria,
ReplyDeleteI had a chicken dish that was very spicy--more
than I am used to. So far, no aftereffects By
all means, be kind to your tummy!