This evening when going into make dinner, hubby asked what we were having. I told him I was thinking about hamburgers and french fries. Something easy for a Saturday evening. He said that he wanted something else, then he came up with going to Taco Bell. We haven’t visited the Bell in 2 years. I lived there back in Vegas. It was like my number one place to eat on my days off. So, I said ok. I love not having to cook, especially on the weekend.
When we got there we had to go in. We should have went through the drive thru, but you know what they say…You always get f****** in the drive thru. We go in and there is like no one in the place. 3 tables were taken and that was it. There was no one in line, and there, behind the counter, was a very eager Taco Bell employee ready to take our order. We looked at the menu for a minute. It had been so long since we had been there I had forgotten what I usually got. Upon finding it on the board, I told her what Oldest and I wanted. I always ordered the taco salad with beef. Oldest gets Nachos Bellgrande. Then it was hubby’s turn. He was trying to tell the girl what he wanted, but she was getting everything mixed up. UH OH a newbie. Well, you got to learn somewhere right. So he tried and tried to tell the girl, then actually had to take her over and show her the picture on the board. While that was going on, Little L was running a muck all over the front end. She thought we were at a park, an amusement park that is. She ran around the bars that on a busy day would hold all the people like a line of piggies waddling up to the counter. She ran over here and over there. Oldest was trying to make her stop, but it wasn’t working. I felt like people were saying, “Oh look the after dinner entertainment is here.” She even got down on the floor and was rolling around. *Please Lord, give me strength!!* Then L started doing this high pitch squeal that I really have never heard before. It was rather funny but annoying all at the same time. Maybe going through the drive thru wouldn’t have been a bad idea after all.
I finally paid and got my ticket and hubby took the kids to sit down and wait. Little L was on the inside of the booth and she was still being rather loud. I told her to knock it off. She gave me her sad look and kissed my arm. Then thought it would be a great idea to crawl over the table. Daddy stopped her of course, so her next move was to crawl under the table. Which she did and she made it out. She ran to the next table and crawled up in it. Oldest went over and sat down to block her in. Nope not gonna work dear sissy. The little brat did it again, crawled under the table. I said that’s it and told hubby to take her back to the truck. When they left they called us up to get our order. Which was in like 10 bags, because they packed everything separate. Geesh!!
We got home and dug into our haul. Little L wasn’t too thrilled but she managed to eat a bit of a soft taco and part of a bean burrito. I’m gonna be hating tomorrow’s diaper changes! They messed up on mine, of course. Gave me steak instead of beef. It was good, although looking at the bill, the girl did put in steak which is a dollar more then the beef. Hubby ate the majority of the food and now he is sitting beside me feeling rather full. It was his idea. The sad thing is that we hadn’t been for 2 years and I think I could go another 2. Really haven’t missed out on anything.
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