This morning, as I was staring disapprovingly at the flesh bulging out from my jeans, lamenting the exercise I desperately need, if for no other reason than to simply keep my bones from melding together, I had the nerve to wonder how this happened.
Later when I got to work, there was a giant cookie cake sitting in front of the coffee maker. Before I could register what I was doing, I squealed, "Sweet! Cookie cake!" and gobbled down a piece.
Oh. That's how that happened.
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They brought in Kentucky Hot Brown for lunch, along with broccoli soup so thick it could double as cheese dip. God help me.
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Ok, I had some of the soup, but I passed on the hot brown. Get off my back already.
About Me
- petronie
- Petroniekins holds a masters in Sass from the University of Piss & Vinegar. Petroniekins is not licensed. But she is certifiable.
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