bce posted a photo:

200+ hams sit outside in the rain next to the Honey Baked Ham store.

Well, okay. Most people love chocolate. But I have had this feeling from the very beginning of pregnancy that I was toting around a little girl in there. And when I felt movement (just like hunger rumbles, or popcorn popping, only not) for the first time after eating a bag of M&Ms, I thought, hmmmm. That seems like a girl thing to do.

And I was right. Found out yesterday that Baby Tasty is 90% certain to be una bambina!

And in other news, I visited one of my standbys the other day, Aqui - a (tex-ish) mexican cafe in my old neighborhood. Hungry T just posted about this place, and reported that their chips are way too salty. I agree - though I love salt lately, so I didn't do any scraping. But they could definitely stand to be unsalted. I had to order their guacamole, which is delicious. I never order the salsas, because I think it's a rip off to pay for salsa, even when they give you three kinds. I hate tomatillo salsa anyway, so it doesn't pay off for me. I scarfed down my usual, the carnitas soft corn tacos with a side of their "Potatoes Ole" which consist of mashers, tons of cheese, and sweet corn kernals all melty and yumm together. MMmm, mmm. My only complaint there is that they need a little pico or sour cream or something to dress up the tacos. My friend only finished half her plate, so I'm not sure if she just didn't like it, or got full, or what. But I do recommened Aqui, and they have a patio and serve margaritas - an ideal combo on the ever-warmer evenings.

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It's time for the ham and eggs post. Yes, I know no one voted for this topic, but it seems appropriate being the end of the year with reflection and all that crap. Plus, the Gancer vaguely covered this so I found myself reinspired. I may be out of it, but when Grey's Anatomy introduced me to the "Ham and Egg" concept I fell in love. My relationship has had a fairly consistent look and feel to it for the past couple years, but it was not until I heard my situation in a breakfast metaphor did I really understand what is going on here!! I am the HAM!! I'm in. I'm game. I'm putting myself out there.. while my counterpart just pops a couple eggs on the plate without thinking about it. [Involved vs. committed I believe it goes] Yes, I admit, sometimes we are just a ginormous omelette because I get all fed-up and yank my ham off the table, but generally speaking ham's my role.