Haha, getting off my meds happened awhile back, but I'm still learning how to cope with new stress. The chickens help immensely, actually. It's a bit silly, but I think taking care of them and getting excited about them has kept me sane.
There is a non-Mexican shrimp cocktail? When did that happen? What year is this? What do you know?!
I know good Mexican food when I taste it, so I don't go to many Mexican restaurants outside of my region. Have you ever been to a Taco Cabana? Yeah, don't go there. They
LIE. I've gone to "Mexican" restaurants in San Antonio, Dallas and other northern places and few of them can ever make food the way they do down here. When Mexico used to be safe, I'd go with my parents and we'd eat at the food carts. Sweet Baby Jesus, that food was delicious. Those cooks had it down pat and I was prepared to buy seconds and thirds from them, if only I could take it home. People trying to replicate that food can sometimes succeed, but I've tasted lots of not-so-good replicas. Oh, and I despise it when restaurants make tamales wrong. The masa must be seasoned properly, the pork must be seasoned perfectly, and no, chicken is never an acceptable filling for tamales.
By the way, if you ever want a taste of the Rio Grande Valley, order
these. I'd order the pork, but my Mom, bless her heart, would order the spicy chicken and cheese.
I'm planning on replacing lots of my sweaters and jackets this year, so I'm going to save them until there is a local drive around here. That, or I'll ask some of the local homeless myself and ask if they'd like them.
I'm no good at making conversation, haha! At most, I'll make funny faces at children and make them giggle. My sister, on the other hand, will chase someone down across a crowded store and yell that their hair looks cool if she feels it necessary. She almost always feels it is necessary. She scared someone once by doing that.
Well, I've only got an hour of work left. I finished everything I was supposed to do and am really just playing secretary at this point. Part of me wishes there was more to do while another part of me is glad today was a slow day. Not stress-free but it was okay. I really am a bit tired, though, so when I go home, I'm gonna tend to the flock and then come back inside to watch my show and a movie before I have to return it. I think I may go to sleep early again today and just relax. Maybe I'll paint an egg.