Last night (and leftovers today) is Kraft dinner. Alas, another meal I have not “enjoyed” for 35 years.
My wife was kind enough to lend me a teaspoon of ketchup (I hope that doesn’t break the rules), but I could not enjoy the cheesy surprise without a little red.
My wife is not involved in my hamper challenge, but she is challenging me just the same.
While watching TV last night, I heard a strange crinkling sound. She was trying to sneak a potato chip while I sat less that eight feet away. That hurt. Then she had the nerve to try to consume an all-sort candy.
But I was brave. Give me a day-old bun and my trusty peanut butter and I’m good to go.
I better start eating my canned fruit or I could be in trouble after all those carbs.
One more day to go.
Jeff Hurst
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