Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Ah, the satisfaction of actually eating leftovers.  My husband and I ate leftover quiche last night, with leftover cold slaw, and the night before leftover potatoes.  Now there is only potato salad that needs to be gotten rid of, but perhaps not tonight.  Too many potatoes actually turns out not to be a good thing, contrary to what I've believed all along.  If you gave me french fries or potato chips right now, I might actually reject them.  Theoretically.  I have a craving for crispy chicken tacos tonight, and will try persuading my husband to pick them up.  It's hot here, and I really don't feel like cooking.  I only do thirty minute meals anyway, unless it's an oven for an hour deal.  Stir fry is my top, with salads with shrimp, scallops or languistini and the trusty BLT sandwich.  Lazy, good grief, yes, I am lazy, and proud of it.