By now I know the transfer situation at the Salt Lake City airport so well that I knew I had just enough time to dash in and out of the McDonalds line if I wanted to have enough to eat for lunch.
July 3, 2015
March 15, 2015
O. and I took the 4 to the end of the line at Woodlawn (his idea) and ate lunch at the McDonald’s. You can always find a McDonald’s at the end of the line.
November 5, 2014
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I ate the soup because I had thawed it out and it was important to eat my soup. Then I went out and got a filet o fish at McDonalds because that was really the mood I was in.
August 7, 2014
If I told you I ate a filet o fish and an order of fries, what would you say?
July 29, 2014
I was over it so beyond over it, just one long work day run into a kind of terrible half one, and the line to get a slice of pizza was not moving I swear it was like jury duty but there was no line at McDonalds so I was just forget it and got a number 16 with a Diet Coke.
July 9, 2014
When in the Salt Lake City airport, right? O. had the happy meal with chocolate milk and apple slices. These healthy gestures! I love it! I also loved his real concern about the size of his fries. Why are my fries so small? Great question! It’s because you are so small.
December 23, 2013
Although O. insisted that part of why he was looking forward to spending two weeks with me was because Emily takes me to McDonald’s, we ended up not going there at all, not even once in two weeks. But today, in the rain, while K. went to therapy and we had to kill a couple hours together? Why not the McDonald’s on Court Street? The toy was a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle. Did you know that those apparently never went away?