I feel I MUST disclose some facts. You know how momma proudly posted the turkey meatball treats as "perfect" pill delivery devices?
Well... WE KNOW WHAT THEY ARE.
We are not stupid. I personally don't really care. Neither does JD. If that meatball is slightly warm [10 sec in the microwave] and that parmiggiano smell wafts to my nose, I am going to eat it. Period. End.
I really don't care about the pill.
Now we come to the Wendy. That girl is a specialist. She will manage to scarf down the meatball completely while leaving the pill behind. Yuh... makes momma nuts. [ Ha .. as if you could water wetter!] So... lately Wendy's pills get ground up and mixed into the yogurt. It is personal. It is a battle between momma and the Wendy. Momma put the Wendy on Struja for warts... and Wendy put momma on "push your fat luck" protocol.
I must admit it has been completely entertaining. JD and I think the whole thing is funny.
Ya know, I am thinking I should fake a cough or something... and get some more meatballs... what do you think?