The Porcupine Grill doesn't sound like a friendly place to dine, but it's our absolute favorite. Their amazing chicken nachos have brought joy to my tummy on many happy occasions in the past three and a half years. Especially on days like today--when I'd rather eat my own toe jam than cook. But, lucky for me, the husband had a few other options up his sleeve. Take out chicken nachos at the Porcupine was at the top of his list.
Someday, not too far away, I will miss nights like tonight: squinting past the low sunset rays beaming into our car; watching the dust particles dance around in front of the air vent as we listen to the kids' giggle-tease-cry cycle repeat itself; and catching glances from the husband's smiling eyes as we drive along the mountain side. Our days around here are numbered. I'm lucky to have each and every one.
ONCE upon a time, in a land not so far away, there was a queen. She lived a lovely life in her cottage sized castle with her husband and their three sons: Atrain the brave-heart; Jdog the jolly; and Doodle, the daring baby. The queen had a good heart, and she loved her boys with every piece of it. Every day in Frandsenland she works and plays and does her very best NOT to be evil. Sometimes she succeeds. This is her diary.
Love that place. We still have vouchers... we should have a double date...
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