I had a youth event tonight at the connection. We made cookies and watched Evan Almighty. I was completely prepared to go, and not eat cookies. That was a lot easier in theory than practice. They smelled so good. I did it, I ate the cookie. Then, nothing happened. The world didn't stop spinning, ice caps didn't melt, and worse of all, I didn't dump. You see, I am more afraid of being not being sick from things I shouldn't eat than I am of the dreaded dumping syndrome. The fear of getting sick, and not knowing how much it will take of one thing to get me there, is a good thing. It keeps me in line. Now that I know I can eat a cookie, what's next. So, one cookie isn't the end of the world, or is it?
In other news poor Chris has hurt his foot. He did it at work today. It is very swollen. He is keeping it elevated. It would help if it weren't a Grayson magnet though.
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consider this one a freebie.. the next time it could be dump city.
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