The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

I have a confession to make. I have taken up stalking. This is no small feat I tell you, as I am not the most subtle person. But, this new obsession of mine has become a little absurd.

I drive by first thing before work and after work and as I drive by I murmer “open, open, open” (just like the Mervyns commercials of old).  I give Hubby daily updates. I think he thinks I am crazy. I talk to the construction workers to get the inside scoop. They humor me.  And then I doze off dreaming of downing that nice, tasty beverage and I get EXCITED.

I have never really been much of a stalker, but when I set my mind upon wanting something, it does tend to overtake my system. Especially, when it comes to food. And especially when you live in such a SMALL town that they don’t have half the foods you are craving or wanting. But in this case, a familiar food joint was on the up and up and my stomach overtook my brain. I became a stalker.

And then….I saw it…the sign:

Opening Feb. 8th. SONIC! WOO HOO.

Is it sad stuff like this that makes my day? Well, I don’t care. I will be in line with the best of them, ordering my Cherry Limeaide!

mmmmm

Or so I thought when Hubby and I entered the cactus-on-the-doors Mexican restaurant last Sunday. Little did I know my craving for Mexican food in the Land of Far, Far Away would soon be squelched by their inability to even make a tasty fajita.

Sad days…no Jersey Mike’s in close proximities and no Mexican food? What HAVE we come too?

Me to Hubby: We have to stop! I NEED mexican food.

Hubby: I don’t think it will be very good out here…not what you are used to!

Me: How bad could it be? There are cacti on the doors? Awww feels like home!

Hubby: Ok, but I am not sure about this….

Me: It HAS to be good, even the waiter has an accent! It’s authentic!

Hubby: I wouldn’t be so sure….

Me: I am having fajitas…I am craving them.

Out come our fajitas….

Hubby: How is it?

Me: Not good…it’s like they didn’t season the meat.

Hubby: See I TOLD you!

Me: WHY did you make me move here? NO good food, higher prices on alcohol, AND people talk funny…..I miss HOME!

I was suffering from SEVERE withdrawls.  If any of you (Jersey Mike’s) out there are reading this. I NEED you to build a Jersey Mike’s store ASAP in the Land of Far, Far Away. I fear I might die from lack of JM’s. Do you want that kind of a tragedy on your hands?

I think not.

So, in order to combat death’s grasp on my dying, feeble existence, I decided to drive over 45 minutes to get some Jersey Mike’s. To ANOTHER state. Yes, you heard me right. I DROVE to go get some JM’s because it is THAT.GOOD. And let me tell you, once I made it to the far away store. Somehow, I KNEW everything would be ok.

I started pleading, begging, throwing myself at the owner to open one in the Land of Far, Far Away. I told him how FAR I would drive just to have my delicious 7 and 43 (yes I bought 4 giant subs to take home with me)!

And this is what happened:

Me (smiling and sniffing the JMs air): Oh kind sir, I need you to know I just drove from very far away to have your subs….

Owner: You drove THAT far just to have Jersey Mikes?!

Me: Oh yes, you don’t understand. I am your biggest fan. I live and breathe Jersey Mikes. I don’t care how far I have to drive. I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE Jersey Mike’s.

Owner: You really do, huh? Wow, I can’t get over you drove here just for that.

He disappears to the back….

Reappearing

Owner: I want to give you these 4 free sub coupons since you drove all the way out here…..

Me: Oh, thank you, thank you. No worries, I WILL be back. You are my new store. Well, until I start my own store…..

And that my friends, is why I LOVE Jersey Mikes! They complete me.

Love,

Your BIGGEST FAN FOREVER

Dear Taco Bell,

Thank you a thousand times over for bringing my Fully Loaded Nachos back! I LOVE fully loaded nachos! This time, don’t take them away! I need them to be happy, there isn’t much that makes me happy these days AND I am having a hard week!

So, don’t fail me, K?

Thank You,

Your BIGGEST FULLY LOADED NACHOS FAN

MMMMMMMMM

And the winners for the extraordinary, melt in your mouth Jersey Mike’s coupons are:

DRUM ROLL, please…………

Me (UH HUH you know who you are) and Delaney, numbers 1 and 4 powered by Random.org.

Please email me at goodbadandugly2@gmail.com and tell me where to send your mouthwatering coupon! And don’t forget to tell me how much you liked it!

Thanks again to all who participated and most of all to Melissa at Jersey Mikes! YAY JERSEY MIKE’S! Speaking of which, I should go have some…..

Well, it’s crazy to think I have been blogging for a whole year now. It seems like time has flown by, and while I think about all the crazy stuff I have told you stalkers friends out there in internet land, I also realize how cool you guys are. You have given me some advice, stood by me when times were tough and you even laughed at my inane, often crazy antics….so I kinda feel like we should take the next step you know?

Like maybe you all should give me PRESENTS in return for entertaining you, making you laugh and putting a little smile on your face! How about it? My address is…..ahhh nevermind. But you gotta give me points for trying, right?

Anyways, the kind folks at Jersey Mike’s have decided that in honor of my one year blogging anniversary: they will give two lucky readers a coupon to try a free Jersey Mike’s sub! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? My stomach is growling as I type this. Remember, I am crazy obsessed with them. I mean, I’m telling you, until you try it for yourselves you will never understand the unquencheable desires that are Jersey Mike’s subs. But you don’t have to take my word for it. You can enter the giveaway yourself and let the passions of your stomach take over. You can thank me later.

Just tell me what your favorite food passion is and why. Also if you link to my blog from your blog you can be entered in the drawing more than once. AND if you tell me you love Jersey Mike’s too….well that will get you extra brownie points…..Good luck! Two winners will be announced on Friday’s random drawing (although my sisters are trying to bribe me to let them win, but they haven’t made me an offer I can’t refuse yet)!

Good luck and a HUGE THANK YOU to Melissa at Jersey Mike’s!

mmm subs!

I love you more than life itself. You are my best friends. If not for you, I don’t know how deep into the depths of despair I would sink; there would be no light at the end of the tunnel; I fear I would cease to exist. You guys are my love, my match, my soulmate.  Sometimes I fear I will DIE if I don’t see you. Like yesterday, for instance, luckily for you we met in person. I don’t know what I would have done, had I not seen you.

Why do I need you so, you ask?

Well, I am just undeniably attracted to you: your tasty bread, your succulent tomatoes, the shredded lettuce, the PILES of meat….see, I already have myself salivating for you again. As I have gotten older, I appreciate you even more, and the longer we have known each other (I think it has been almost 3 years now, since we first met—and I still love you) the more I appreciate your true inner beauty. As our love has progressed, I have learned to love you more and more every day.

BUT, I am afraid to tell you that my inner desires have gotten out of control as of late. No longer, does seeing you once a week do. Lately, I find myself daydreaming of you ALL.THE.TIME. I am like a Jersey Mike’s addict and I am beginning to think I need an intervention. (Ok, really Hubby thinks I need an intervention). Our relationship is turning me into a crazed animal—I can’t control myself when you are around and when we are apart, you are all I think about! It ISN’T healthy. So, it’s not YOU, it’s me. Maybe I should break this off, our love affair?

Or maybe I just need to see you again, like today?

 Undeniably Yours,

A True Addict

Soulmates...

Lately at the dinner table, us cuzins have been picking on the baby cuzin Molly. (Yea, she is the one who didn’t know what a Barnes and Nobles was….she calls it Barness and Nobles).

And last night, she reached her breaking point as her cuzin buddy smashed cake in her face….as you can tell by this picture…..

The Chocolate Wasters...

Uncle (incredulous): Molly, what is that on your face? IS that CHOCOLATE??????

Molly (making the saddest face ever): Yea, your evil daughter put it there!

Uncle (sadly): What a TERRIBLE thing to waste…CHOCOLATE! You better lick that off!

Moral of the Story:  We don’t like to waste dessert in this family!

Yesterday,  Hubby, myself and Sar’s Hubby went to the ballgame. It was fun. I love going to the games! LOVE.IT. But, I will let you in on a little secret. The REASON I love going so much is for the food. Yup, F.O.O.D. I love ballgame food. Don’t know why, but there is just something about eating hotdogs, drinking beer, and people watching–you get some real crazies at the ballgame!

Yesterday, however, I was craving peanuts. Now, I am not much of a peanut eater because it is SO MUCH WORK to get that darned peanut out of the shell and I always manage to ingest half the shell while trying to get out that crappy little nut. NOT.FUN.

But, yesterday, I was impressed with my skills of getting out that peanut! (Well, despite that wad of drool that came out with the peanut–yup, I am a bit messy). So much so, that before I knew it, I had eaten half the bag! Yes, NOT GOOD. Why you ask? Because by the time we got home, I had a stomachache and squirts to match it. I know, NOT FUN.

So, then we have to go to Sar’s for dinner and have the lovely dinner conversations we always have:

Sar: Why aren’t you eating more?

Me: My stomach hurts.

Sar: WHY?

Me: I ate too many peanuts.

Sar: What about a penis?

Yea, I think I will be laying off peanuts for awhile….

mmmm #7!

I ate too much Jersey Mike’s for lunch and I had to unbutton the top button of my jeans.

My stomach is so full. I think I might give birth to a giant sub someday if I keep up with this JM obsession.

But, it is just THAT good….mmmmm

yea...this is NOT actually me...but this is what I HAD to do....