I Hate Fiesta

You know, I am trying hard to not spend much time "hating " anything. Boy it's a challenge sometimes. I happen to live in a city with a two week long Fiesta every Spring. I am not from here, so to me it's a time of traffic, lots of ridiculous injuries and drunk people. Oh, did I forget to mention the worst thing about it ? THE FOOD. OK, so the two week period is saturated with all the foods you had at the "Fair", "Carnival" or whatever it is called where you come from. The people I work with make a return to childhood pretty much every day and seem to really enjoy it.  With the exception of one particular item , I can pretty much leave it all.

Planning becomes a huge issue,because :
1.BUSY at work due to drunk people, carnival food and the previously mentioned ridiculous injuries.
2. The hospital cafe closes early to recognize the significance of the festivities mentioned above.( But I don't like their options anyway).
3.My Subway is across the damn parade route.
4. I am probably not going to actually leave the floor for 30 minutes anyway. Remember "ridiculous injuries".

So I will be dragging in the grocery bag with seemingly  enough supplies for the Duggar family, but no it's just for me and my twelve hours of heaven. Another problem with nursing and eating properly is the time constraints. So, I have found what works is multiple items that can be eaten standing at the nurse's station ,( I know, I know...you find a better way). And if it can fit in a styrofoam coffee cup, all the better.  Then of course, you have to eat. This has been a problem lately for me. Which then caused me problems in other areas of my life that I prefer to NOT to have problems in. Some readers will understand this statement, if you don't...do not be concerned.

So just to wrap this up, today's word is :

CORN DOG : which is defined as a frankfurter dipped in cornmeal batter before being fried in hot oil. Usually served on a stick.




My final thought :
Please make Fiesta end soon.