Friday, February 20, 2009
SALAD days. ICK
Never thought I would see this day. Really. Today for the first time in my whole life, I am grateful [you hear that? not just glad, but grateful...] the 2 leggeds do not feed me from the table. Usually I get this whole speech from momma about why she does not share... blah blah blah... justifications... blah blah always ending with "and I am scared to death of auntie Robin's wrath." I need to get me some of that wrath, it seems to be handy with momma. Why, you ask? Because momma is on this "healthy" kick and that means she made salad for dinner. A fancy salad, but just the same... a salad. Ick. All green and leafy and carroty etc. etc. She says she made it for the daddy. You really think she still loves him? I can't help wonder why, if she loves that man, really loves him, why does she treat him like a rabbit? Poor daddykins. I am almost tempted to share my grilled chicken and pasta with him. JD says he will share his lamb chop. Daddy, if you are reading this, next time after "healthy dinner", leave momma home, take us for a ride... JD says he will kick some change in toward a burger. :) We could all share it.
sign me carnivore and happy
oooooh I just read Vegeterian Kids from Bermudabluez... this "health kick" is contagious!