I love this logo, and let me share with you why. I had some errands to do today. In the midst of these I decided to stop for lunch by myself at Cafe Rio. [yumm yumm] I do this often, lunch by myself. I don't mind it, I often have a book with me and I just sit and chill. I would just eat in my car but considering the horrific state of the temperature outside, I would prefer to eat in most of the time.
Anyways, I love Cafe Rio, as do most people. But Cafe Rio doesn't have those same wonderful feelings for me. It gets to me, in a way that bran cereal gets to me. It wreaks havoc with my intestinal track. But I keep going back, each time I go I know how it will end and yet week by week I think the outcome will be different. Today was one of those days. I ate and savored each bite. Not worrying about my kids. Corm was at a playdate and the girls were probably enjoying the absence of my nagging.
I ate the whole dang salad. I knew I would only have a few minutes until the war with my insides set in but I kept eating and reading and munching on Cafe Rio's new crushed ice! Then I did the most outlandish thing I have done in months. I got in my car and headed out of the parking lot and turned the opposite direction of my house.
What could I possibly been thinking? I drove and drove and drove some more to my next destination up in Scottsdale. It took about 5 minutes of rumbling to realize it was not going to be ok. I needed help and fast.
I already had a game plan....a fast food place, you can sneak in and out of those places without being noticed. Now I just had to find one. I was in a business part of town, not a lot of options. I thought about pulling off at a Dr's office. Surely they would understand my predicament. I thought about what if I get to my destination without finding anything? I can't go inside in this state!
I got to my turn off and straight in front of me on it's celestial lining of clouds I saw them. The golden arches of glory. I pulled in, parked and made a run for it. I even went in a little side door that led straight to the rest rooms. Bingo! It was even a private little suite. A one roomer. Oh, I was saved.