Boobs and Mexican Food

In an attempt to take a mental break from important matters, i.e., gay marriage, women's rights, health care, education, separation of church and state, and all those other issues that keep us self-righteous, bleeding- heart liberals* awake at night, I have been busying myself with sharing recipes of the sugary kind.

Don't get me wrong, I really, really, really love to bake. It's just that when I am not posting pictures of goodies, I spend a lot of time talking to my friends, and for the most part, my friends are other BHLs.

It occurred to me today, when a friend on Facebook posted the exact same article that I had just finished reading, that we need more recipes. Okay, that wasn't my first thought. My first thought was to run outside, just in case the neighbors, who are almost young enough to be my children, are curious what middle aged women are packing in their bras.

 Me, in the only pink I show in public

The article was about women in New York City, who, using a loophole in the law, walk around topless. While I do often spend time naked at home, I draw the line at walking past the end of the driveway, without at least undies.

* "Bleeding-heart liberal" is the moniker given to me by one of my friends during a conversation a few days ago. I called him a Republican. That infuriated the man, whereupon he started screaming that he was a Democrat. I was just teasing him. It's how I get my jollies, since I am forced to wear clothes when I leave my house.

The other article that caught my eye, was about Chipotle, being caught rounding up so as to save their employees time in making change. Yes, pennies are annoying, but there's that whole dishonesty deal to consider.

Having eaten at Chipotle last Saturday, I checked my receipt, and nope, nope, there wasn't any rounding happening. Of course, the restaurant would have lost a penny in this case. 

And NOW, back to the sugar.

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