Thursday, June 20, 2013

Let's make a deal...

  I won't judge you for buying a power-ball ticket last week, if you'll extend the same courtesy to me for trying diet pills this month.
  Are we good?
  So this morning I went to the cupboard and found my experimental bottle of Slimquick almost empty.  I said -to nobody in particular- "Hey, wait a minute here.... shouldn't that mean that I'm almost slim?"
  Child's response to my last ditch effort: "Mom, give it up.  Nobody cares if you're fat when you're old!"
  I never really understood Andrea Yates -until today.