Chick-fil-A makes me happy

If you've never had Chick-fil-A, then you don't know what you're missing.

Seriously. Chick-fil-A makes me so happy. I have been jonesin' [sp?] for it for months now, but each time I've thought about it it has either been on a Sunday (they're closed) or hubby hasn't been up for it. He's not a fan. I mean, he'll eat it, but it's not his fave, so I tend to only get some when we go to the mall together, as a family.

But I love it. For ages while living in NC I'd never tried it, never tried their chicken nuggets, and then, my eyes were opened. It's just so good. So damned good. They're the original chicken sandwich, ya know? And I like those. I do. But sometimes you just have to go with the greasy and oily and yummy-licious nuggets. But they make them with peanut oil, so it's good for you. Hee hee. Or that's what I tell myself.

Anyway, they're delicious. And their milkshakes ain't so bad, either. And thankfully they make them in a smaller size now, because in previous summers I've probably put on like 5 lbs because of them. Although that was before I knew hubby didn't love it.

And so, today, while our daughter screamed and cried her little head off in the backseat, we hit the CFA drive-thru, came home, I sat down at the kitchen table and ate my nuggets. And now, now I am happy.

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