The Great Mexican Food Debate

So what is your favorite Mexican food restaurant?

More importantly, why is it your favorite?

These important questions are the basis of my

discussion of My Exclamation Point Life on

this New Year's Eve Eve.

No, I don't have much to do.

Although these topics have puzzled me for decades(?)

two recent events have brought them more 

into the focus of my deliberations.

First is the recent visit of my cousin Sarah

 from Tucson.

In planning our dining experiences, I should

certainly include Tex-Mex, don't you think?

No.  Sarah doesn't like "our" Mexican food.

I took her with great excitement to the most famous

of our Mexican restaurants--Joe T. Garcia's.

"Nothing special," she super nicely told me!

And to my own personal favorite--The Mexican Inn.

"Nothing special."

Ditto El Fenix with my lunch bunch, and I gave up.

The second event was reading about the great

Campo Verde debate on Facebook.

I had desperately wanted to take Sarah to CV

when she was here during the Christmas season,

but I didn't dare!

If she thought those others were bad...

So please tell me...what is your favorite and why.

I'll start.

The Mexican Inn is my favorite because of their

chips.

To me, everything else they have tastes like 

everything else all the others have.

But their chips are THE BEST.

When my kids were growing up I used to make

chili and get MI chips to go with it.

And that tradition carries on with them today.

I also like El Fenix because of their 

sour cream chicken enchiladas.

And I will be brave enough to admit that I even like

Campo Verde

because of the cheesy ambiance--especially at Christmas.

And their nachos are very tolerable.

Actually, our family's favorite Mexican restaurant

was Caro's, on the Blue Bonnet traffic circle

in Fort Worth--now closed.

The standout for Caro's was their puffy tostados,

which they brought before the meal 

instead of traditional chips.

These were the best things ever!

I'm getting the drift here that we are primarily a

"chips" family!

I guess it depends on what you especially like

at a Mexican restaurant.

I mean, does anybody prefer anyone's beans or rice

over anyone else's?

They all taste pretty much the same to me.

And exactly how is one enchilada or taco

significantly better than another.

That's not a rhetorical question--inqiring

minds really want to know!

Herein may lie one of Sarah's problems.  

I remember her entree of choice at least one of 

those times was a chimichanga.

What in the world is a chimichanga, and

who has Texas's best?

Seriously, friends, help me here!

I have found something that may surprise you.

For Mexican food (except for chips)

I have a new favorite.

It is Chili's.

Chili's has the best sour cream chicken enchiladas,

accompanied by cilantro rice and black beans,

both also especially good!

 If this is your entree of choice, give it a try!

And one more thing.

Sarah and I agree that when it comes to tacos,

you just can't beat Taco Bell!

 I mean it!

Especially their crispy taco supremes.

Looking forward to some opinions, y'all hear?

 

 

 

 

 

 

Keepin' Me Humble

My car lease was expiring soon, so I began

to receive calls tempting me to trade it in early.

I went out "just to look"

and ended up getting a GREAT deal on a new one. 

I think!

In the process of doing the paperwork, 

the financial guy told me that my credit rating was

very good--one of the best he'd seen.

I don't keep up with that, so I was pretty impressed

with myself. 

I couldn't go around bragging--

it's a little hard to work that into a conversation--

so I just enjoyed ruminating on the thought and

fantasizing about what I could buy!

Perhaps I might have ruminated a little much?

My cousin Sarah spent several days with me

last week.

We ran ourselves ragged.

Friday to Northpark shopping and eating,

Friday night to see Susan in Cleburne in

Sanders Family Christmas,

Saturday night Christ Chapel's music concert,

Sunday my church, then an open house,

then Fielder's Christmas concert,

in which I sang,

Monday to Waco to see Baylor, Magnolia, eat at Fuego,

get a hug from Susannah,

and see our uncle Ralph Lynn's former home

and plaque in the SUB.

All in my new car--with it's moon roof!

"Oh, yah!  We were stylin'!"

Sarah was departing Tuesday morning.

I arose to a problem.  We had no electricity.

I called the trouble number and pretty quickly

found out there was a reason we didn't.

Someone had failed to pay the bill.

They had shut it off!

How's that to knock one down a notch or two?

But, how dare them?

I have really good credit!

Or at least I did have!

Sarah had to get ready to go home in the dark. 

The biggest problem: no coffee.

I can laugh about it now, but I sure couldn't then!

Gotta go.  Only paid that one overdue month

over the phone.

It may be time for another payment.

"But, Lord, I thought I was already humble.

Forgetful, but humble."

********************** 

1.  It is Stream Energy.

2.  The bill was 19 days overdue.

3.  I had received no overdue notice.

4.  I had received another bill--very routine--

nothing to illuminate the fact that

an overdue amount was included.

5.  You know, you hear these stories about

families going in and finding 

stacks of overdue bills in their

elderly parent's house?  Well,

they will certainly be in the

dark if it's me!
It only takes 1!


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UPDATE
Friday, December 11th

 
I got a call from Stream today.They wanted to be sure they had my correct 
billing address (I've been with them since 2011!)
It seems my pink slip (warning notice)
was returned to them for some reason.
After speaking to a supervisor, then a manager,
the disconnect and reconnect fees were refunded.

  

 

America's Priorities

Just in case you missed the "news" today...

I'm doing a little recapping for you
from my AOL news feed.
 Click on the pictures to read the 'important'
captions. 

 Oh, yeah, and there was this one about the tragedy
in Paris.

 

 There are approximately one million thoughts

running through my head.

And I can't think of one thing to say.

Ah, Christmas Music

It happens every year.

A couple of months before our Christmas music presentation

at my beloved Fielder Church,

the choir members each receive a "voice part CD."

The part we sing is highlighted on the CD, and we

are to listen to our songs over and over

(probably mostly as we drive!)

until that music is drummed into our brains.

So when I read about friends who are already

listening to their favorite Christmas music,

I have to admit I get a little jealous.

I can't put Michael W. Smith or Michael Buble on yet,

 because I don't have the ups and downs

of the Hallelujah Chorus quite mastered.

(I am quite good with the words.  That's a joke.)

Actually,

there are words that give me trouble.

They belong to

Do You Hear What I Hear?

"What a wum bah dah nye ee ay o...Woh oh!"

 It's great!

The selection with which I have the least difficulty

 is also, perhaps, my favorite.

It is a beautiful arrangement of 

John 3:16 and 17 called

God So Loved The World.

Even though I do not need to go over the music

or words, I find myself backing up my CD

over and over to sing it one more time.

Our Christmas concert is two weeks from tomorrow,

December 6th at 4:00 in the afternoon.

I can promise you it will set a great tone for

your Christmas season of celebrating.

(Whether you've already started listening to

 Christmas music or not.) 

 

Cousin Sarah is coming all the way from Arizona

to hear us!

Well...she is also going to take in

Sanders Family Christmas

with the fabulous Susan Stovall Metzger!

Both are going to be worth the price of admission!

Our Christmas concert is absolutely free!

I hope to see you there.

Stick around and tell me how well I do on

"What a wum bah dah nye ee ay o...Woh oh!"

 

 

What I Missed About Home

This will be very short.

After just a few days of traveling,

I miss these.

#1.

Yes, I try to befriend any dog I see,

cause I miss my Charleigh-Girl soooo much.

#2.

Cruise ship showers have improved drastically

since we first had a tiny one with a

curtain that stuck to you.

But they don't compare with the

"Calgon, take me away" moments
that take place here.

#3.

I love room service but not really their coffee.

Mine is better.

That is it.

Sorry, family and friends.
I'm being brutally honest here.

I'm too busy having a good time to miss you that much.

It Wasn't Perfect

Soon after we started traveling,

I noticed that I and others had an unusual tendency.

It was to tell about a trip's problems before 

describing its high points.

As soon as I realized I was doing that, I vowed to stop.

So I have told you how wonderful my trip was.

But...

it wasn't perfect.

When I arrived in London, one of my bags didn't.

I couldn't believe it.

I had arrived at DFW for my flight two hours early.

I had "bought" my ticket very early 

for a bargain number of Advantage miles,

so my restless legs and claustrophobic self
could fly first class.

My bags had priority tags on them.

The bag was not on my flight, but was 

supposedly on the very next flight.

I arrived at 8:00 A.M., and it was to arrive at noon.

I made two mistakes.

First, I checked my bags at curbside check-in

and forgot to tip the agent.

Then, it took the baggage person at Heathrow

so long to make a report on my missing bag

that I lost my cool with her.

I had a driver picking me up, and I was afraid

he would give up and leave me. 
He was sending me messages, but my responses
were not going through to him.

I left (stormed away) without her completing the report,

with no claim check or report number.

She said, "Thank you."

I said nothing. 
Mistake #2.

The people at my hotel were wonderful!
They wanted to help me so much, but
without any numbers to refer to, there was
not much they could do.

The bag was not delivered to me until

ll:55 P.M. midnight!

Oh, and I just remembered--add another mistake.

I had bought beautiful new luggage for my trip!

Here is what it looked like when I received it.

  Now, mind you it hadn't rained a drop in London or DFW.

The contents were damp but not soaking wet. 
Considering Mistake #1 and Mistake #2, I was
just hoping those were water stains
if you get my drift!

And here is my treasured tray,

my favorite souvenir from cousin Sarah's place in 
Alpine, AZ, which was inside.

I have an address for Baggage Services

which I got from a very nice lady over the phone.

We'll see.

Of course, I'm first and foremost glad I got it

when I did.

Soooo thankful!

Then...

remember that wonderful pedi-cab I took home

from the theatre?

I forgot to first ask how much.

So I paid way too much.

I lived and learned.

(Or rode and learned!)

Actually, it was worth every "pound!"

The embarkation process was supposed to be

a breeze on this ship.

It was chaos.
I was told to sit in an area in which,  had I remained,
I might still be today!

I semi lost my cool again!

By the time I was settled in my room I

was so exhausted and flabbergasted that I

did not go to the dining room for dinner.
I missed meeting my tablemates for the 8 days.

I fell into bed that night thinking

I would never do this again!

WRONG!

When my room service came the next morning,

I was gung-ho and back in the saddle!

Never for another minute did I feel like I had

made a mistake!


You will notice that I did not include the rocky sea
as a problem or imperfection of the trip.
If one cruises the N. Atlantic in October,
one should probably anticipate that possibility.
As long as I was not seasick and 
got to ride the North Star, 
I was good with it!

And I learned to use my selfie stick!

The Very Grande Finale!

I did not know when I boarded the Anthem of the Seas 

the full importance of our sailing.

It was a bigger deal than I realized that the

Anthem was changing its home port from

Southampton, England, to Port Liberty, New Jersey.

I knew we would be sailing past the

Statue of Liberty,

but I was not at all sure I would be up for that!

Until...

the captain announced that when we passed

 Lady Liberty at 4:00 A.M.

there would be a par-tee on the upper decks

with coffee, snacks, etc.

He asked that we leave our curtains open

and our room lights on when we came up 
so we would look festive as we were filmed sailing in.

Okay then.  How many times would I get 

this opportunity?

That would be One (1) I believe.

Count me in!!!

I had no idea how many would be on the decks.

There were hundreds by the time I got there at 4:00

the prime spots for picture taking were 
full up!

Even the North Star was lit up! 

 Snacks

Coffee

and People Galore!

Click here for my video!
You will hear a helicopter circling overhead,
and I think you can see its red light!


Then God Bless the U.S.A.
blasted over the speakers!
Goose bump time for me!!!


Since I couldn't get a clear shot of the statue
because of all the people on deck,
I returned to my cabin for pictures.
The captain rotated the ship so that both
sides would have a view!


Here she comes!

New York at 4:00 A.M.




The end of a perfect trip!!!
I came home exhausted,
exactly as one should from a great vacation!
I looked at the clock at 6:23 P.M. that night
and wondered if it was too early to go to bed!