A quick update ’cause I’m supposed to be writing for the corporate overlords, not you beautiful people.
Last night I went to Polvo’s with my Dave and our dear friend Stefanie. For non-Austinites, Polvo’s is a Tex-Mex joint that is the definition of “South Austin.” Flashing neon sign, hipsters drinking beer and margaritas in the parking lot while waiting for tables, island-ish music on the sound system. It was rockin’ last night – and Stef declared she was “totally ready for a margarita.”
Without thinking I said, “I’m having a drink, too.”
Then I remembered: October Clean-Up.
And I thought for a long minute, “I can have a drink if I want.” [pout]
I did not have a drink.
I did not eat even a tiny nibble of a corn tortilla chip.
I did not eat any tortillas.
I did not eat refried beans.
I ate grilled shrimp, hold the rice, double salad, with a side of guacamole.
(I’ll wait while your applause dies down.)
Just now, after a 100% dino-chow breakfast and lunch, I thought, “I’m working so hard this week. I’m going to treat myself and get one of those 25-cent Diet Cokes out of the soda machine.”
But my wallet saved me from myself – I had no coins.
So I refilled my water and got my snack: sardines, olives, green peppers, cucumbers, snap peas, and jicama.
I’m doing great in spite of myself.
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