Taco Bell, I'm back!

I know I've mentioned it before, but I've always been obsessed with Taco bell. While being pregnant, this obsession has only increased until Thanksgiving!!! I can't believe that I forgot to blog about this months ago, but it's never too late...

Matt and I were driving back from Springfield, Missouri on the Sunday after Thanksgiving. The trip normally takes around 6 hours and this one just took forever, like 8 hours! We were getting frustrated and stopped in a little town in Oklahoma to get food. Matt decides that he wants burger king, so I wait in the longest line ever to get us food. When I'm up there ordering, I decide that I want Taco bell, so I just get his food and run out to the car. He's so frustrated with me!! He has to drive a couple of doors down to the Taco Bell. So I run in and order my food. I'm so excited. This skinny guy hands me the bag of food and smiles. Immediately I notice he has no teeth in the front. Probably a meth addict. I smile politely and take the food to the car. All my brain can think at that moment is no teeth, no teeth, no teeth!!! I try to take a couple of bites of food and then just start crying. I'm talking tears are coming down my face. I throw the food in the bag and put it on the floor of the car. Matt is so confused asking what could possibly be wrong! I cry out, "All I wanted was the taco bell and now I can't eat it because the guy that served it to me had no teeth!!!" Of course Matt just dies laughing at me! I haven't eaten Taco bell since! I made him stop at the next small city and get me a hot fudge sunday at McDonald's. So now, 2 months later, I ate Taco Bell today for the very first time. It was a good experience. Roman likes it too! He has the hiccups right now. I think I'm back!!