Damn Hormones!

Yesterday was a glorious Saturday. Glorious because I had absolutely no plans! My sister, Joelle, came over to watch the SU basketball game with me and to just hang out. We ended up watching the game, this week's Jersey Shore, and Sweet Home Alabama. A great way to spend a snowy afternoon. When Bill got home from work, we decided to go grab some dinner together. Joelle ended up deciding not to go as we walked to the car. I'm not quite sure why but I was kind of miffed about it because I had to change out of my sweat pants and 13 year old rugby shirt and get off the couch (the horror)!

She went home and Bill and I started driving toward the restaurant. As we got close we realized that the parking lot was overly full and I didn't want to sit and wait too long for a table. Right next to the restaurant is a Wendy's. Hour wait at a restaurant or delicious fast food? Not really a question is it? We got our Wendy's and went home to gorge. I got a side ceasar salad, 5 piece chicken nuggets (to put in the salad), and a frosty. I couldn't wait to get home! That's when the hormones set in.

I opened my ceasar salad to find copious amounts of cheese. I HATE unmelted cheese. I figured there would be a bit of parmesan (I can handle that) but this was some unknown kind and a lot of it. I started to pick it off and got more and more angry as I realized that there was just ridiculous amounts of it. Bill asked me what was wrong and I could hardly get out the words, "there's too much cheese on my salad" before the flood gates opened up. I began to bawl. Like hysterically crying. Over cheese. Damn hormones.