I did an informal poll this weekend with a simple question – Chipotle or Freedbirds?

My favorite quote is from my very own boyfriend: “If I had to choose to save between a bus full of puppies and freebirds and had time for both I would choose freebirds just to be safe”

I don’t know about you, but I have been obsessively watching the 2010 Vancouver Olympics since the opening ceremonies on Friday. I don’t care what the season, the host country, or even if I know the rules of the sport (I still don’t get the biathlon)… I love the Olympics. Here’s the top 10 reasons why:

The decision to get my first tattoo was an easy one. A peace sign was classic and represented a belief I have that I was confident would never fade. I used to draw the symbol on my right hip and walk around my dorm asking everyone their opinion of it. I counted down the days until I was legal, and debated where I would go to get it done. During Spring Break at home in Dallas (on my half birthday), I rode down to Deep Ellum in a friend’s canvas-sided Jeep and made it official.