I totally have a hankerin’ for turkey, my grandma’s stuffing (my dad’s side), mashed potato’s and gravy. It’s either that or tomato soup with grilled cheese or my Grandma’s chicken dumpling soup (again my dad’s side).
Tonight is weigh-in and I fear that even thinking about these foods will increase my weight. It’s possible my fat cells are listening to my mind and making extra room while it’s waits for me to make a bad decision.
I wanna go to Perkins. I must fight it…
1 comment:
Now that's a word that I haven't heard in a long time: hankerin'. Maybe we should use it more often to ensure it doesn't go out of style!
-- david
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