story of a picture

Let me describe for you this picture.

This is me enjoying a torta. For those of you who have never heard of a torta, it is a mexican sandwich. Basically hamburger bun with mexican filling. It doesn't sound great, but the few I have had have been pretty tasty. We had these for the first time at my all time favorite mexican restaurant. It was really more of a burrito joint in Seaside, but they specialized in tortas. Since we were back in California I knew that I wanted to eat Mexican, even though it is not my favorite. We ended up at this place, and to be honest with you, I don't even remember the name. Back to the picture.

You will notice that I am eating out of a white styrofoam to go box, but yet we are sitting in the restaurant. This fact has to do with the next. If you look at my left hand, you will see that I only have a wedding band and not my engagement ring. This is because right before we got our lunch, I looked down at my hand and noticed that my diamond was not in my ring. I instinctually tried to covered it up so that Josh would not notice. I was unsuccessful. I don't know why I didn't want him to see. I guess I thought he would blame me. After a minor freak out by me, and a husband trying to keep his wife calm, I started emptying my purse. I guess I just thought it would have magically jumped into my purse??? Then our plates came. Josh decided that we needed to be free to leave if necessary and asked to put them in to go boxes. I continued looking around and Josh went up to pay. At this point I am trying to remember how much our renters insurance deductible is, and really hoping that I sprung for the $250 over $500. Then as Josh returns to the table, my diamond is laying on the floor by the table. Whew! The waiter returned with our white boxes and we told him we would be staying there after all.

The food was good, and although you can't tell in the above picture, I have the sauce al over my face. Josh thought it was funny so he decided to capture it on film uh, i mean SD card.