Bohemian Rhapsody With a Side of Fries

Here's the deal.

I like food. A lot.

And my favorite fast food restaurant is *drum roll*...SONIC. I have been 5 times in the past two weeks. Does this mean I'm addicted?

Seriously, this is the best place ever. I can't order a breakfast burrito at four in the afternoon at many other places. Or show up in my pajamas and sip my green apple slush in peace. The severity of my Sonic addiction has reached a new level: I pretty much have my own carhop.

Okay, so not really. But it seems that way. Andrew is one pretty cool dude. He can skate like nobody's business! I am talking backwards and frontwards and even sidewards sideways. Andrew brings out my brown paper bags full of deliciousness almost every time I go.

Plus, not many carhops will listen to two teenage girls and their very cool, very hip adopted parents belt out Bohemian Rhapsody and The Little Mermaid.

That's dedication right there.

One more level up and I will be saying, "Hey Andrew, it's me. I'll have the usual please!" Actually, this doesn't sound like a bad arrangement. I already order the same exact drink every time. People know me by my drink: "Oh she's a green apple slush girl." Darn right I am.

A lot of amazing things in this picture: pajamas,
green apple slush, and my 'Flower Child' bracelet. 

Happy Thursday!

Lily