Burritos and Quesadillas

There's a food war going on in this marriage.
We just had Qdoba for dinner. I tried a chicken fajita ranchera burrito. Anna had her usual chicken quesadilla. Lately I've been getting the quesadilla as well. When I first started going to Qdoba I always got a steak burrito because that's what I always got at Chipotle, but I was always disappointed. "I remember Chipotle's being better," I would think to myself. For the longest time I thought I was going crazy. I mean it's essentially the same right? A burrito full of rice, beans, steak, salsa, cheese, and sour cream should taste the same regardless of the name on the restaurant. But I just never felt content with my Qdoba burritos. Then I went back home to Colorado and tried a Chipotle burrito again. I was convinced. Chipotle beats Qdoba like a rented redheaded mule's step-child. So then I came back to Grand Rapids and had to continue to eat Qdoba. I resolved the conflict by always ordering quesadillas, but it just wasn't exactly what I wanted. Then, thank everything that is good and holy, a Chipotle opened in Grand Rapids. I was saved. And then I found out Anna doesn't like Chipotle. It gives her heartburn. I was crushed. So I continue to order quesadillas and occasionally try something different (i.e. my fajita burrito from today) just to break the monotony.
In other news, Chief keeps getting bigger. He tried to eat my ear today. The other day he managed to fling some poop all the way from his litter box to Anna's piano bench.
I leaving the apartments the other night when I looked up into the living room window of another apartment and saw a Christmas tree still standing. And not only was it still standing, but it was lit! This is the middle of March. Who celebrates Lent with a Christmas tree? It occurred to me. Maybe the occupant/s died around Christmas with the tree lit, and nobody has discovered him/her/them. That would be disgusting.