Sunday, August 3, 2008
Why fight over spilled milk or finished cereal?
10 minutes of cardio, a 45 minute class of yoga with Augusta the b@#@ buster, 15 minutes on the stairs and 15 minutes on the bike. I climb into my car and congratulate myself on a job well done...can't wait to go home and have my strawberry cereal. It's got a touch of sweetness...enough to fill the void of not eating 20 bars of peanut chews in one week...(not really but you know what I mean). Get home, set up my bowl, bring the babies highchair outside so she can sit with me, get my milk, my spoon, get a water and then go into the pantry for my box of cereal...no cereal to be found- the battle begins. Cereal eater (AKA-Scott)beware Annette is hungry!
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LMAO!! This is funny! I've been there!!! Most recently with my rice cakes. Why does a man need to eat my rice cakes when he's not dieting. Go find your own damn puffed corn.
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