Girls Write Out
Monday, October 16, 2006

Okay, I’m starting to scare myself.

It’s like this. My husband and I had to go to church Friday night for a choir event. He was running late, so we both drove to a pharmacy near the church to pick up some medicine for me (I have a cold), and then we were going to meet at a fast food place to grab a bite to eat before choir.

As we leave the pharmacy, my husband turns to me. “So do you want to go to McDonald’s, Kentucky Fried Chicken or Taco Bell?” (They’re all located close together.)

“How about Taco Bell?”

“Okay, see you there.”

We get in our cars. I drive off first, pull into the parking lot, go inside the restaurant and wait in line. A few minutes pass, and hubby's still not there. I’m thinking, okay, he’s sidetracked, probably messing with the car radio or something. My cell phone rings.


“You change your mind?”

“About what?”

“Don’t you want to eat at Taco Bell?”

“Um, yeah. Where are you?”

“Taco Bell. Where are you?”

I glance up at the menu and realize that I came within a refried bean of asking Colonel Sanders for a burrito.

My husband is still laughing about it. I'm not.

To be honest, I think it’s Colleen with that whole knife trying to get my chocolates thing. I’m losing sleep at night, I tell you.
Diann Hunt  
posted at 10:00 AM  
  Comments (23)
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At 10:20 PM, Blogger Heather said...

ROFL . . .my aunt told us this summer that she actually did something like that. She walked into a Burger King and tried to order their taco salad! tehehe . .I can only imagine the counter worker's face when he/she heard that.

Loving all these pictures! I'd be holding my chocolates close if someone came after me with that knife!

At 12:08 AM, Blogger allen said...

My mother used to make us egg and baloney sandwiches...she called them Egg McEtter's...because Etter is our last name...I'll never forget the time she ordered an Egg McEtter at McDonalds and the cashier stared at us with a blank look...btw...the whole knife thing is greepin' me out...I may have to finally post my real image instead of the sandwich of death!

At 12:09 AM, Blogger allen said...

not greepin'...creepin'...any way, this is about the most fun(nest) blog I post on...


At 2:17 AM, Blogger Kristin Billerbeck said...

I ate in North Beach today -- no tacos in sight! Proscuitto & menlon, homemade pesto, antipasto and tiramisu, what was that you were saying about memory? Man, I can remember a good meal for an eternity. Maybe you need to tell Jim next time it's the Dork & Cleaver, or whatever you call your fancy restaurants out there. LOL Honestly, I think that was the first nice restaurant I've been to in a year (other than with you girls in Dallas). And maybe "nice" is too strong a word since I forbade Elle from using the bathroom -- you just don't want to know. LOL Take heart Di, I hear chocoate is good for memory.

At 7:32 AM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Heather, thanks for telling me about your aunt. Nice to know there's someone else out there like me! :-)

Allen, Egg McEtters? What a hoot! Sorry about the knife thing. Colleen just won't put it away . . .

K, I laughed out loud with the Dork & Cleaver deal! Oh my goodness, so funny! And don't forget our all-time favorite restaurant name: The Gas House.

At 10:30 AM, Blogger Katy said...

You mean you don't have the joints with KFC, Taco Bell, and Pizza Hut all under one roof? We call them KenTacoHuts. Everyone picks their poison, and then meets "at that table in the corner."

Of course, that would raise the question, after we STILL manage to get lost, "Which corner?"

OK, about the knife. Is it real? Colleen isn't lunging, I see, but that doesn't keep Diann from recoiling! :)

Katy McKenna

At 11:34 AM, Blogger Pam S. said...

I knew it! I knew it! I knew it would be you, Diann, holding the chocolate box! LOL You gals are hilarious! Now we're just waiting to see what Denise will be holding!

Colleen, you are "scarier" in this picture than in the previous one. Whoo-ee. Why do I keep thinking, "Miss Scarlet with the candlestick in the ballroom" -- or is it, "Mrs. Coble with the knife in the candy shop?"

P.S. Diann--I haven't gone to the wrong fast-food joint yet...but I have waited on the wrong corner for my ride. Several times.

At 11:40 AM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

I don't know why everyone seems to thimk I'ad actually HURT anyone with that knife! I think my feelings are hurt!

At 11:57 AM, Blogger Kristy Dykes said...

A headline of an article in The Florida Times Union today reads, "Some people may actually have chocolate on the brain."

"A new study of people who crave chocolate shows that eating chocolate, or even JUST LOOKING AT A PICTURE OF IT, turns on pleasure centers in the brains of cravers far more than in people who don't crave the confection."

I admit. I'm a craver, like you, Diann.

I was raised on the stuff.

My family were the type who said if a dessert doesn't have chocolate, it's not worth eating.

Thanks for posting about one of my favorite subjects! :)

At 12:28 PM, Blogger Katy said...

Kristy--That study explains quite a few pounds I'm carrying around. Evidently, in some people, an acutal INSULIN RESPONSE can be triggered by seeing, smelling, or even THINKING ABOUT chocolate. I'm sorry, but that's just WRONG! :)

Katy McKenna

At 1:21 PM, Blogger allen said...

actually, Colleen, I love the whole knife thing...It's got me REALLY wanting to read your books now! I'm almost there on my readiI'm off schedule...but don't lose the knife...

At 1:33 PM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Katy, too funny!

Pam, that's hilarious! Of course it would be ME holding the chocolates! *g*

Yeah, right, C! You were slinging that machete around like nobody's business!

Kristy, thanks for being in my chocoholics club!

Okay, Allen, now YOU'RE scaring me. LOL!

At 1:34 PM, Blogger allen said...

Denise...I was just about to email you at your site when it came up that your domain name expired!

At 1:58 PM, Blogger Jaime said...

I'm really liking the pictures of the author's with an article of something represented in their books. Only, Colleen, you need to add a big shaggy search and rescue dog to the scene and I think Kristin should be wielding that denim shoe as a weapon too, in order to get the chocolate!! :)

At 2:31 PM, Blogger Pam S. said...

No, no, Colleen. You got it all wrong. We love it when you wield a knife. You look so cute with that knife in your hand. (Does that make you feel any better?) :)

Allen, I agree with you: This is the most fun(nest) blog I post on, too.

At 9:02 PM, Blogger Ane Mulligan said...

Okay, I finally stopped laughing long enough to comment. Tell your dh HE went to the wrong restaurant, Diann. I'm going to have to teach you a few things. :o]

At 9:03 PM, Blogger Ane Mulligan said...

BTW, Colleen will never make it on Broadway. Diann, yes. But Colleen has way to sweet of a smile to be wielding that knife!

At 11:40 AM, Blogger Robin Caroll said...

LOL...I'm not the only one!

Okay, have to ask...who won the battle for the DeBrand's?

At 11:55 AM, Anonymous Audra said...

Well, I haven't gone to the wrong restaurant yet, but I have had my share of "what-was-I-thinking" moments.
Last night I put my jammies on and felt something all across the back of them. I quickly went into my room, whipped them off to see what I'd managed to get on them and then I saw it. The object of my panic:

The word "Blondie" in puffie letters across the backside.

What a duh moment. We often joke about my 'blonde' moments and there sat the proof on my jammie bottoms.

At 1:01 PM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Who won the truffles, Robin, are you kidding? She's wielding a knife!! More like a machete!! I don't even have sharp fingernails.

I had to settle for M&Ms. But you know, I'm good with that.

Hilarious, Audra!

At 10:22 AM, Blogger Beverly said...

Does waiting for stop signs to turn green count?

How about driving the road and panicing over the sudden thought that I don't know what I did with my car keys?

Sad, but both true.

Good thing that I "crack myself up!"

At 8:45 PM, Blogger Margo Carmichael said...

I'm reading from reliable sources that a *bacteria* may actually keep some people from assimilating fat correctly. I'm praying it's true--and that you can kill it with chocolate! Trader Joe's Pound Plus Dark with Almonds, to be exact. Now, why do I have to type the word, "feind" below to log in here? I'm not the one with the knife! LOL

At 7:46 AM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Oh man, thanks for the advice, Margo!!! I'm headed to Trader Joe's!!!!


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Kristin Billerbeck
Kristin Billerbeck is a proud Californian, wife, mother of four, and connoisseur of the irrelevant. She writes Christian Chick Lit; where she finds need for most of the useless facts lulling about in her head.

Colleen Coble

Colleen Coble writes romantic suspense with a strong atmospheric element. A lovable animal of some kind--usually a dog--always populates her novels. She can be bribed with DeBrand mocha truffles.

Denise Hunter

Denise Hunter writes women's fiction and love stories with a strong emotional element. Her husband says he provides her with all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too.

Diann Hunt

Diann Hunt writes romantic comedy and humorous women's fiction. She has been happily married forever, loves her family, chocolate, her friends, chocolate, her dog, and well, chocolate.

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Cheryl Hodde writes romantic medical suspense under the pen name of Hannah Alexander, using all the input she can get from her husband, Mel, for the medical expertise. For fun she hikes and reads. Out of guilt, she rescues discarded cats. She and Mel are presently taking orders from four pampered strays.

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