I got up this morning, trying not to think too hard about my actual age, and set ONE goal for the day.
I WILL ONLY EAT SWEET THINGS TODAY.
Breakfast: I went to Allan Bros (the local coffee place about six blocks from the house with the view of the prison) and had a French Toast latte and a giant eclair. I mean, this thing was enormous. It was about 3/4 the length of my forearm. I read my book, I messed around on my laptop, and I went home in time to gather up John and head for lunch.
Lunch: We went to Mom’s Pies and had a slice of pie each. Me: berry medley (blueberries, blackberries, raspberries). John: apple. They were out of ice cream, which was a little disappointing, but the pies were really good. We got there just in time – the owner is closing the store in a few weeks in favor of his wholesale business. He said we can buy them frozen to bake at home from a couple of local grocery stores so we won’t be completely bereft.
Dinner: Cake. John baked me a cake (yellow cake, chocolate frosting), and that’s what I ate for dinner. With a glass of milk, of course. It was delicious.
All sugar, all day. Happy birthday to me!