No Lunch
In attempt to halt my steady march toward becoming the size of a Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade float, I have started ordering calorie-controlled meals from a delivery service. I haven't quite got the hang of it yet. My Friday lunch, a delicious-looking bbq chicken wrap with wholesome fruit on the side, is still sitting in my refrigerator at home.
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I'm going to break into your house and eat your lunch. Mmmmmmmm.
Please do. And tell my husband to quit playing computer games while you are there. He has chores to do.
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