dietician came by and told me for forget about the diet. I need to eat everything. I stopped for a cheeseburger and I'm so so so full. I feel guilty but I did follow instructios.
My friend Gwen insisted on coming over here and cooking me a pot roast. Nice huh? If there is any person in the world who is a worse cook that I am, it is my friend Gwen. Is it really the thought that counts?