So I wore my low heal boots to work today. Yes I can actually walk in them so no need to change from my tennis shoes. Well the one day I am the amazon chic on the train all the tall people are in the back and short people in the front. I mean seriously the ladies next to me where not much taller than the luggage they were carrying. And then on top of it they had the nerve to stare at me then look up front. Like I was out of place. Dang who am I Rosa Parks do I need to go to the back of the train with the rest of the tall people. Just a little thought I knew everyone would appreciate.
Grits...yes people up here do eat them, not many but a few do . The new guy at work told me today how he actually had shrimp and grits this past weekend in Myrtle Beach. Gotta love South Cacalak for bringing him to his roots. And PS those who do eat grits, eat them with butter and salt; so Michelle the sugar is a up state NY thang or just another excuse for you to make something extra healthy!
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I heart grits. I know we paid a fortune for that dinner at Sweet Lowdown in Atlanta but they had the most delectable grits these taste buds have ever touched...and they've touched a lot.
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