Rachel loves Reese & Mark. Rachel loves movies.
Mark and Reese are in this movie together.
So, Rachel will love Just Like Heaven.
There is no longer a Tony Roma's on 71st anymore. Not that I care. Logan's Roadhouse opens on August 8th. Smokey Bones BBQ on either the 9th or 10th. Their sign was hard to read when driving 40 mph.
I don't think I can ever go back to El Chico. My friend R has had the worst week ever. On top of what she's had to deal with, her car ended up with a flat tire and she called me to pick her up from Walmart. I did; that's what friends do for each other. R suggested that we eat at El Chico. I'm usually all for this idea except that I had On The Border for lunch and Krispy Kreme doughnuts for breakfast/afternoon snack. No, I don't generally eat like that all of the time. The office was celebrating my boss's birthday. I took R to El Chico. I ended up just getting a Dr. Pepper and munching on their yummy chips and salsa. R got a soda and a cup of tortilla soup. She bought my drink for me because "it's the least I can do because you've toted my ass around." Thank you, R. Total ticket: $8.62. Tip she left him because he gave her 5 one dollar bills for change: $1. I can't go back there. I'm afraid my food will be spit on. Or worse.
During the course of the meal, R had mentioned that she a) wasn't going anywhere this weekend due to all of the icky stuff that went on during the week, b) has ONLY seen season 6 of Sex and the City (blasphemy in itself, I know!). Rachel put these two statements together and I hooked her up with the complete 1st season. This will make for a happier weekend for her.
Tomorrow join me for the "thank goodness I taught my dog the 'drop' command" chronicles.