…with my weight loss.
Actually, I’ve known it all along….
To be fair, it was Key Lime Pie day. It only comes around once a month, and I don’t know if it’s just a summer thing – I might not be able to get it next month. And I figured as long as I was there I might as well get a Peanut Butter Crack … I mean Concrete Mixer. And I should get a sandwich (cuz I was hungry). So I got chicken. Because that’s healthy. Breaded. Because that’s tasty.
And for the record, one of the Key Limes is still untouched in the freezer. The Peanut Butter is not gone… but now that I’ve looked at this photo I think I need to go find it. I hear its sweet song singing to my soul.
OH FINE! I hear it singing to my thighs. Whatever.