Taking Away My Take Out

  Oh, how I wanted to order out today! Mr. Grasshopper – much more fun to type than typing “my husband” ad nauseam – is out for work this evening, and I am left to my own devices. Without my favorite health nut to impress, I am usually free to order some Chinese, or even a pizza. Plus, as I pointed out to him before he left the house today, it’s World Taco Day tomorrow. So, it may even be my civic duty to order Mexican food for dinner. But no. I…