Hi!

Does anyone else remember the song “Our House” by Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young? Because I do—and she’s been on repeat in my brain all morning. Did I mention I’ve let my ADHD just roam free-range this summer? No schedule, no plan, just vibes. And laundry. SO. MUCH. LAUNDRY.

As I surveyed the chaos this morning, it hit me—we had over 10 loads to do. TEN. Who are we, a bed & breakfast?! Oh right, we’ve had guests, events, sleepovers, spontaneous hangouts, and apparently a cast of characters who think they’re on a Taylor Swift tour based on the number of outfit changes they pull daily.

So I had two choices:

• 1. Spend 48 hours living in a soul-sucking wash-dry-fold loop.
• 2. Or—and hear me out—LAUNDROMAT.

Our local one? Eh. Dingy at best. But there’s a shiny, sparkly one two towns over that not only has working machines that don’t smell like old socks, but also shares a parking lot with an **HTeaO**. That’s basically spa day for a suburban mom. A jug of sweet coconut tea and a whole row of dryers? Bliss.

And guess what? Two hours, \$40 in quarters, and a full Kindle chapter later—I was done. Folded. Zen. A true domestic goddess. My kids? They were off at Six Flags thinking I was home battling Mount Washmore. Joke’s on them—I was sipping tea and pretending my laundry wasn’t judging me.

When I got home, I still had energy *and* clean sheets. So naturally, I did what any brilliant woman would do—I ordered takeout. 💅

Living in DFW has one huge perk: options. But if we’re craving something guaranteed to keep everyone at the table and chatting (with salsa-stained smiles), there are two staples in our family:

👉 Meat U Anywhere BBQ

👉 Anamia’s Tex-Mex

Tonight’s winner? **Anamia’s fajitas for eight**—because we’ve got bonus guests and fajitas are a love language in this house.

Let me break it down for you, because I could (and maybe should) write their fan newsletter:

• 🧀 Chili Con Queso – According to my kids, this is the moment they met Jesus. The perfect pour, the perfect flavor. Velvety cheese magic.
• 🧀🥑 Kelly’s Queso – My favorite! Guac + picadillo + queso = divinity. But sadly, beef allergy in the fam means we usually stick to the OG queso. Still swoon-worthy.
• 🌮 Chicken Fajita Nachos – Not the messy pile kind, but a gorgeous tray of individually topped round chips. Less mess, more joy. Mini chalupa energy.
• 🥩Juanito Plate – My husband’s ride or die: brisket taco, tomatillo chicken enchilada, Yucatán slaw, rice and beans. It’s a plate with main-character energy.
• 🍗Pechuga Primavera – Grilled chicken with sizzling veggies. It’s like fajitas went to a yoga retreat and came back zen and veggie-loaded. Mushrooms, squash, poblano peppers—it’s a wellness journey in a skillet.
• 🍤 Shrimp Ceviche – Summer on a plate. Avocado, citrus, and shrimp that makes you feel like you’re winning at life.
• 🍲Caldo de Pollo – When the weather dips below 70 or my soul needs a hug.
• 🍲 Tortilla Soup – My mom’s fave. Cozy, comforting, with a little spice kick.

Can you tell we’re obsessed? We’ve been loyal to Anamia’s since the tiny strip-mall days on Sandy Lake Road in Coppell back in the ’90s. (Yes, we go way back.) Now they’ve got locations across DFW, but **Southlake and Coppell** are our go-tos.

Fun fact: When my husband house-hunted while I was still in California with the kids, he picked our home based on its proximity to Anamia’s. That’s true love.

These days, our “family dinner” group is up to 20 people. So catering it is! Their **Fajita Fiesta** feeds a crowd with all the bells, whistles, chips, salsa, and possibly a chorus of angels.

Thinking I might swing by the liquor store too—because what’s Tex-Mex without margaritas? Exactly.

Moral of today’s story: work smarter not harder cause laundry sucks, takeout saves, and queso is basically therapy. You heard it here first.

#LaundryDayHack #ADHDHousewifeChronicles #AnamiasObsessed #DFWFoodieLife #TexMexAndTequila #MomLifeButMakeItSpicy

Catch up with you soon! What a summer!