Fumigating the Flies on the Fries

For those of you who may not know of Jamie's obsession for fries, let me explain. When Chelsea and Jamie have their weekend outings (at one of two places: Copperjohns or Beamers), Jamie leaves (sober) with a burning desire to get McDonalds fries. On most occasions this poses no harm. Chelsea typically agrees to the need for grease and goes along with the plan. Last night Megan, Chelsea, and Jamie left Copperjohns (and Beamers) and headed straight for the drive thru at the golden arch. See below for the conversation between McDonalds Worker and Jamie:

McDonalds Worker: Hi, welcome to McDonalds we'll be with you in just a minute." 

Jamie: "Okay, thanks" 

McDonalds Worker: "Just to let you know we're fumigating so it's about a 5 minute wait before we can make any food." 

Jamie: "Okay, first question: What's fumigating??" 

McDonalds Worker: (LONG pause) "Uhhh...we have flies so we fumigated to get rid of them." 

Jamie: "Oh right, I bet you really thought I wouldn't still be a customer cause I would be worried about the flies...but no, I still really want some fries, so we'll wait." 

Megan: (asleep in the backseat) "Noooo, Jamie don't! There are flies on the fries. That's gross" 

(Chels and I then reconsider getting Taco Bell instead). 

Jamie: "Okay, actually we're going to go get Taco Bell but thanks for your honesty about the fumigation." 

Onto Taco Bell drive thru...

Megan decides to "hit on" the Taco Bell workers in hopes of getting two free soft tacos (with no lettuce). Here are a list of her pick up lines: 

"Are you a black sexy man??"

"Are you sexy?" 

"Heeeey, you're sexy." 

Please take note that these men were by no means sexy, but Megan thought of it as a polite gesture to make them feel good abut themselves and she explained to us that was probably the first person to compliment them all day...even though it was for her own selfish desire of free soft tacos. 

We got our "less than 6 dollars" order and proceeded home to devour it and go to sleep in Taco Bell (not fumigated fries, McDonalds) peace. 

Terror in the Night

How do you think you would feel if, in the middle of the night you're lying in your bed, no light, pitch black, and a barely any sound (chels sleeps with a fan every night), and as you're lying there sound asleep.....another human body comes creeping in your door, unannounced, prancing around on your floor, softly and quietly as can be only to stand right directly above you? Maybe a little freaked out? Possibly scared a tad? Well welcome to the new nightly routine  Chels now endures ever since Jamie lost baby blackberry. It has become a common occurrence, when Jamie is in need of a communication device in the wee hours of the morning....for God knows what. Or to talk to her babeska, perhaps send a love text during the night. 

Thankfully Chels is a rather heavy sleeper, and only notices this freaky, horrific, Jamie would probably get kicked in her face if Chels did wake up, situation upon waking in the morning and having absolutely no sense of time and is trying to desperately find her phone to figure out whether she should feel bad about choosing to keep sleeping or wake up and get going with her day. Rough life. Who does that?! Jfay does that.