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I am on a strict burger, pizza, and chicken diet. Although some naysayers like my mom and sister just call it picky.

Before I moved into this apartment I lived at home, and fulfilled my burger diet requirement quite often.
But since moving to this “anti allowed to have grills, anywhere, even in the yard outside the apartment building” building,
the essential part of my diet has declined to almost extinction.

When I saw a sign go up about a block away I was gitty with excitement. “The Burger Joint“, clearly right up my alley. Mom and I tried it today and it definitely made the cut. It’s a small walk up counter place with tables and chairs that serves…well…burgers, fries and shakes. Kind of a modern day Johnny Rockets. You must check out their fries, they are the biggest fries I’ve ever seen, they have to be on steriods.

(Please disregard the quality from the P&S)

I must say that it took ridiculously long to make two burgers(twenty minutes), and the first burger I had was raw, but they made me a new one just as soon as I turned around. Although they still have a few kinks to iron out, all in all it was great. I’m sure I will be a frequent shopper. And the best part is, that on the weekends they are open until 2am!
YES! Now I know where I’m going to eat after work.

Happy 1st Birthday Rian!

One of my favorite little people in the world, my best friend’s daughter, is turning one today.
She is such a cutie pie, but I wouldn’t expect anything less…she’s got some good genes :)

Dear Rian,

It only seems like yesterday I was on the beach with your mommy and Bailey taking pictures of you in her belly, as we were all anxiously awaiting your arrival. And now today you are turning one year old! I hope you have a wonderful first birthday, and I wish I could be there to celebrate with you. You are blessed with such amazing parents that there is no doubt you will have a bright and magnificent future. “Reach for the stars, even if you fall, you’ll land on a cloud”

Love, Megan

Leave some birthday love for Rian in the comment section :)

My voice that is.

This past Sunday I spent Mother’s Day on my mother’s couch with a 101 degree fever.
I was in jeans, sweat shirt, down blanket, another blanket and my goose bumps had goose bumps.
Slowly but surely I was getting more congested and had a fever for a few nights.

Then came Wednesday on my way to work, I told my mom, ‘yea doesn’t my voice sound a little funny’,
and she assured me I sounded normal but I knew something was up.

Low and behold by the end of work on Wednesday I had just a squeak left. Yesterday…totally gone. YIKES.
It kills me because as some may know, I am a person with usually plenty to say.

Tonight at work should be interesting. Not quite sure exactly how I’m going to talk to people and do
normal server talking duties, but I guess we shall see. Where’s a chalk board when I need one.

Happy Alberta’s day…

Ok Happy Mother’s Day to the most amazing mother in the entire world, and yes, she’s all mine! She is my momma, my best friend, amazing support, great motivator, best advice giver, awesome shopping partner, fantastic waffle maker, frequent note giver, great assistant and plus she dominates in darts and ping pong and looks phenomenal while doing it all.

I love you mom. Happy Mother’s Day :)

love, me