Yep, that's IMPERIAL BEACH to the rest of yous guys.
I actually love me some IB, and not just because it's full of hoodrats who like to obviously check you out as you're walking down the street with your BABY and HUSBAND and Father in law and his baby and his wife.
They are just admiring the goods, no biggie.
Adventures in IB could be a blog by itself, what with the fact that Husband used to live there and apparently spent every day in the Greek/Mexican/Hamburger place down the street (yep, it's just a hodge podge of food you want for your hangover lunch) eating Tuna Melts.
It's a good thing we're married now because the man actually says to me "I basically came in here at least every other day, sometimes twice a day and got me a tuna melt when I lived here." I'm legally bound to this guy now so I can't do that whole "I totally once went out with this guy who went to this restaurant TWICE A DAY for Tuna Melts" thing I would do if we were just some passing fling.
Instead I have to shake my head when the waitress walks up to us and says "it's been a long time sweetie. You're getting a tuna melt?"
Or how about when we're trying to decide where to eat and my father in law goes "we can go to get Thai Food or we can go and get you a Tuna Melt."
That's quite reputation, the guy that eats a lot of Tuna Melts reputation.
I married him.
Anyway, proved to be quite the weekend.
More soon...
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