Since coming home from our trip to NYC visiting my sister Mary, I've been feeling a little, shall we say, pudgey.
Tonight, i was complaining to Dan about this. To which he replied that he loves me however pudgey I may be. Isn't he wonderful folks? Anyhow, I just want to tell everyone that.
That and I have since drank a beer and ate a big piece of taffy.
2 comments:
Spending a weekend eating through NYC doesn't really help, either. I totally know the feeling.
that's what did it.
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