It's a small world

I didn't finish up with Court until 12:15, and by the time I got back to the office and finished gossiping (OPC wore Uggs to Court!!), I was well into my 12:30 lunch hour. Jim usually comes to visit with me for lunch on Mondays, and when I called him after Court, he was still getting ready, so we were very much short on time today. Our usual fast lunch spots are either In-N-Out or Baja Fresh, and today it was Baja.

I went ahead and got Jim his ginormous Dos Manos burrito, which comes with chips and a scant handful of salad that I eat. I had a $2 off coupon and I actually remembered to bring the sports cup, so the refill was only 99 cents.

Usually I get a bare burrito, but I brought my lunch today, so I just went with that. For whatever reason, I wasn't feeling all that hungry. The Cold Stone last night didn't sit well with me at all, even though I hardly had any.

We ran into JMC's office, or at least all of the attorneys in the office. JMC asked E and I if we were speaking English. He didn't get the whole "rockin' the Uggs" statement. Of course, when the only word he understood was "the," I can see where he's coming from. As much as I enjoyed talking to him (and the others), it cut into my precious lunchtime, which was already shortened.

Tonight Jim and I have a business-type meeting, so it looks like he'll be eating leftovers from Saturday night's dinner. Oh well. He always has Taco Tuesday to look forward to!