Zingers?

Saturday night we were in Salt Lake for dinner. It was a lovely evening and on our way home we were considering a late-night stop for some ice cream. Suddenly, from the back seat, Jeff says--"whatever--it doesn't matter to me--I've got a Zinger at home." What? A Zinger? No Oreos? No granola bars? No ice cream in the freezer? After I had composed myself, I began to wonder if I might be missing out on something. I don't remember the last time I ate any sort of pre-packaged baked good. So I've decided that everyone should have a Zinger in their pantry. . .for emergencies, of course. You never know when you'll need one.

The Zinger comment and the laughter that ensued caused a near collision with a beautiful 7series BMW. This brings me to another subject of the evening's discussion--my driving. Is it possible for those of you who have had the priviledge of riding in the Passat to back me up here? I maintain the argument that I'm a safe driver. I drive defensively. I obey the laws of the road. I have cat-like reflexes! I've decided that the only thing worse than a cat is a back-seat driver!

Finally, a quick note about men's apparel. I don't care what Loveless #1 says about his blue/orange striped polo. We took a vote and it has been decided that it isn't too tight--it's just right! Girl like guys with style! For instance, the host at the restaurant we were eating at had on a great belt and an awesome pair of glasses. Very cool, trendy, chic. Men don't accessorize enough. It's a well known fact. I'm not saying I think men should walk around carrying man-bags or wearing puff sleeve. All I'm saying is that men might take a lesson from their accessorized female counterparts.