day twenty-three {something you never tire of doing}
let's be honest here people.... i love to eat. when i'm not eating i'm thinking about it. i love good food. i was visiting my parents a couple months ago and made myself a quesadilla for lunch one day. (my parents can get the best tortillas down there) anyway, i was enjoying my quesadilla with some guacamole, salsa and sour cream, because, hey, i don't mess around with my food. as i'm enjoying my lunch, my dad starts laughing at me. when i asked him what was so funny he said he'd been watching me eat and thought it was so funny to see how i was enjoying my food. wow. fat girl right here! when i was pregnant with stockton my dad got a picture of me practically making out with a bowl of ice cream at a jazz game. yikes! although i do love to eat, it has to be good food. so yes, as long as it's delicious, i am never tired of eating, even if i'm stuffed to the rafters.
2 comments:
A girl after my own heart!!!!! And, for the record you are not fat. If you ever need a good frozen custard and someone to enjoy it with you, Nielsen's is two blocks from my house.
We are 100% soul sisters with food. :) But you look great, so no more of this fat girl talk.
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