On this 3rd day of February, I've been thinking about food and how that being single means I can consume my body weight in guacamole free from judgment. Aside from Celia's condescending looks, I'm free to eat whatever my little heart desires.
I can eat baked chicken breasts with a side of baked sweet potatoes for an entire week...lunch and dinner.
I can eat breakfast for supper anytime I fancy the notion. This would include filling my favorite red coffee mug with Chex and eating said cereal while watching NetFlix.
I can consume a carton of raspberries and a couple handful of almonds.
Salads every day in the summer. No one to harass me about "rabbit food." Salads are superior to other foods. Not more superior than breakfast foods. Salads are a very close 2nd.
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