While trying to eat a peanut butter cracker that was precariously balance between my forefinger & thumb, I slipped while aiming for my mouth.
& it landed on my chin(s). And STUCK.
Hello, tasty glob of gooey goodness on my face. (perverted thoughts in 3…2….1….)
about 30 feet away from me, teasing my senses with their glazed chocolatey goodness. Sugar, butter, fried dough, caramels…ohhhhhhh foodgasm coming on. Where did these donuts come from? Who brought them? Are they manna from Heaven?
Now, how to get into the box without looking like a fatass, considering the four skinny people standing in front of said delightful box?
Obviously, I should paid more attention in Ninja 101…
What I ate for lunch, in order of consumption:
1) an apple
2) a bowl of Lucky Charms (non-chocolate, unfortch)
3) a banana
4) another bowl of Lucky Charms
5) a piece of oven-fried chicken with 1 cup macaroni & cheese
6) a can of Coke to wash it down
and that was just to take the edge off the hunger. I don’t feel full, but at least I’m not 2 seconds from gnawing my arm off like a rabid raccoon.
::blair eyes bag of popcorn:: That looks promising as an afternoon snack that won’t last past the hour.
Gee…I can’t imagine why. That would be post-dinner bloat, folks. I pulled out the maternity pants, & I do believe I will be sporting them for the first time tomorrow. I give in. I throw in the towel & wave the white flag. I am no longer a soldier or a slave to my Bella Band.
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