There, positioned in front of the parking lot of perhaps the greatest department store conglomerate in the world with the heavenly scent of Lattes drifting out… was…
OMG, now let me say this. I am not into fast food. I can appreciate McDonald’s french fries, but I don’t frequent fast food because the grease just tears up my stomach. So, as a rule I try to avoid them, except when the little guy wants his Happy Meal.
I told my son we will never frequent McD’s again…. a Happy Meal is good (to him) but a kids meal at Chick-Fil-A??? Heaven.
Since that day, hubby, David and I have driven by to see the progress of the store as it was being built.
OMG! The bricks are up!
OMG! They are starting on the inside of the restaurant!
OMG! It looks like they are almooooost open!
I’ll be the woman with the Target bags, Starbucks non-fat soy latte, and a chicken sandwich.
Don’t worry, I won’t wear my sweats. I might scare you.