Mi Favorito (and day 1 in pictures)

Let’s start with the good part of the day. Wednesday is my favorite day of the week because I get to get my most favorite meal ever: a carne asada torta from Los Chilangos. Normally this taco truck is in Bellevue, about a 20 minute drive from our house, but on Wednesdays, they go to the Sammamish Farmer’s Market, only 3 minutes from our house.

I order in Spanish porque se habla espanol.

Jason gets something different every week – this time it was the hurachas. He also said he doesn’t want to be on the blog anymore, so this is probably the last picture you’ll see of him.

Now for the bad part of the day: demolition began. I knew it was going to be a mess and our house would be torn apart. What I didn’t know was how much anxiety it would give me. It was a bit disturbing for me to go to work at 7:30 a.m. and then an hour later, start getting pictures emailed to me from Jason showing our rooms getting torn apart. The progress was unreal. At this rate, the should be done next week. Or around August 15^th (which is the actual expected finish date).

I'm not complaining. I know it sounds like I am, and I normally do complain a lot. I just wasn't expecting to feel so unsettled about all of this.

At times like this, I like to quote Jenny from Forest Gump:
"Dear god, make me a bird, so I can fly far, far from here."

Lastly, a NEW feature to the blog! A running total of our horrible eating habits:

Dinners eaten at home since remodel began: 0

Dinners eaten out since remodel began: 3