It only comes out at night....

A fitting title I think as we quickly approach All Hallows Eve. The following may not be a nightmare to many, but for a select few it will be one of the few truly scary times in their life...read on if you dare....Muhahahahaha

Are you aware that if you order the same thing multiple times from Ruby Tuesday's that the cooks start to remember you??? I've now had the pleasure of making regular runs for Senora Chicken pasta. Which, may I point out is not even on the menu anymore. Oh and of course it wouldn't be any fun unless I had to order it with outlandish demands that only a lady in such a delicate condition (ha) could possibly want. Here is a cliff notes version of how it normally plays out. "I'd like to order Senora Chicken Pasta please." (here's where the wait staff give you a look of confusion) "Yes, I'm aware that is hasn't been on the menu for awhile now, and yes I know you no longer have the black bean salsa that goes on the top...".

Allow me here to break for a second and issue a brief statement. I do not, nor will ever enjoy messing with those in the food industry. I firmly believe (in large part thanks to all my friends that work(ed) in the food services) that the more you agitate said food industry worker, the more likely you are to eat something that can only be described (at best) as saliva. This being said, I now return you to your regularly scheduled blog....

... and that's ok, she never cared for it anyway." It's at this point the waiter usually tells me that besides the aforementioned salsa, they will be happy (please feel free to practice your "I really care about my job" smile here) to place the order for me. "Great!" I say, "however, there is a few more things...1. Could you please also eliminate the cilantro and tomatoes that used to go on top? 2. I'm gonna need you to add extra cheese. Not just a little extra, add the normal amount of cheese, then, add a second helping of cheese to the pasta. And if after that, you think to yourself I'm positive this is what he meant by extra cheese, add another serving of cheese."

This is my friends, is becoming my new and provocative dance that I get to experience on an ever more frequent basis. Oh and for the record, The order usually comes in around 10:30pm, the time when ALL waiters are so happy to take a complicated order such as this one.

Now that that's all out of my system, I would like to happily point out that by the time most of you read this, we will be officially 12 weeks pregnant. I can't believe that (technically) 1/3 of this wild ride is over already. Jen is doing fantastic, feeling much better than she has been (thanks to pickles) and as you may have guessed experiencing a few cravings :).

Geeze, this one seems to have gotten a bit wordy on me. My apologies to all those followers with ADD. Although, I feel remiss about not ending with the Halloween theme that I opened with, so without further adieu....

....and when the frightened girl looked back at the car, she saw a BLOODY HOOK hanging from the door handle!!!