Hello, all; it's been awhile since my last post. No movement on the job front with my husband(thanks again for all your info), but I will keep everyone in the loop. I just thought I'd share something silly that happened to us while on our honeymoon in the beautiful state of Maine. My husband and I were strolling around Bar Harbor, enjoying some delicious blueberry ice cream

when here comes this lady with her Prada sunglasses(did someone say "Volvo line???")and strolls up to a lobster/crab roll stand and demands,"Do you guys sell any fried food?" My husband and I just looked at each other and tried not to laugh. She wanted fried food when she could have had the freshest, most flavorful produce(there is definitely something special about coastal produce; take it from a midwesterner)OR lobster(hello!!) OR any number of the delicious fresh foods that my husband and I enjoyed during our stay in Maine. The young man at the stand flatly said,"No." She turned around and moaned to no one in particular,"Ugh, I'm just DYING for some fried food!!" Oooookay, lady! McDonald's couldn't be too far away! That's my story.
