My Life, As Told Between (Baby Cakes') Naps

Women are insane. 

I went to La Salsa today with super-skinny co-worker N.  N is, for some reason, still fanatically dieting for her wedding in Cabo. 

Anyways, we ended up in two different lines at La Salsa.  I order a chile-lime chicken salad.  It comes with chicken, tomatoes, chile-lime dressing, tortilla chip strips, avocados, and cheese.   I ask them to hold the chile-lime dressing, tortilla chip strips, avocados, and cheese. 

N orders a chicken taco salad which comes with chicken, tomatoes, rice, beans, guacamole and sour cream.  She asks them to hold the rice, beans, guacamole and sour cream. 

Maybe tomorrow I’ll ask for a bean and cheese burrito, but substitute chicken for the beans, tomatoes for the cheese, and salad for the tortilla.  =)

Note:  It’s been brought to my attention that the funniest part of this story isn’t very clear.  [*Pretend I’m Roomie*]  See – the salads were THE SAME.  They started out as entirely DIFFERENT salads, but ended up with the exact same ingredients!  Hence, the last line about starting with a burrito tomorrow and ending up with the same salad.  Funny, right?  [*Just agree with me*]