Wednesday, April 01, 2009

McDonald's South of Weed

Still blogging about our vacation...

Shortly after the clouded view of Mt. Shasta, Sarah could no longer be contained in the car. She spotted a McDonald's sign and begged to stop.

Once inside that fast food joint (and I use the term food loosely), I turned off my Germ Alert System and allowed her to burn off some pent up energy in the Playland. Oh, I must have been desperate.


At 7:18 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh! Your behavior is so familiar.
I have this terrible phobia of those germ public fests. I am told
my phobias and nose limit the activities our family can participate in. I need to go on meds or a psych ward! REJ

At 8:47 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I would like to brag that my child has never been to a McDonalds. Except once when he was an infant. I figure I will take him when he gets to the point where he begs to go.

As a result, I have to sneak my visits in during the day when he is at school.

I also sneak most of my junk food consumption while he's in school. It's important to model good behavior, you know.

I'm going to go and have another cupcake.


At 7:29 PM, Blogger J Fife said...

REJ - Germaphobes unite! See ya in the psych ward.

Rach - I wish I could say the same thing about Sarah and McDonald's. Her dad is responsible for introducing her to that horrible place. Yuck!

I eat my junk food on the down low too. Nearly been busted a few times. She has a keen sense of smell, kind of like REJ.


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