It was a crazy morning at the Pea household. I was late rolling out of bed. It’s raining. Whiskey Bob (cat) got out of the house and I had to chase him down. In the rain. (Um, he has CH, and as such, can’t run very well. He’s basically Hawk Bait outdoors.) I managed to pack my and Mr. Pea’s lunches, but I ran out of time to scramble eggs for breakfast. Mr. Pea and the kids don’t mind – they all grab granola bars and instant breakfast. Me, not such a good choice, as the granola bars are the peanut butter kind and instant breakfast = all sorts of extraneous calories. So I leave the house, with a grumbling stomach.
I drop DirtBike off at school and start the gauntlet run to the office. I have to drive past the following:
How DARE they tempt me?
How DARE they try to thwart my efforts to shrink my fanny?
How does this end? I get to work and eat half a can of Progresso light chicken soup from my desk drawer. *sigh* It’s a good way to start the day.
Say No to Snarfage Temptation. Keep the Faith.