happy (anti) fat tuesday
BTW:
I learned the hard way yesterday that at 3 years post op, I am still capable of dumping.. like you read about. HOLY MOLY.. it was awful! I decided against my better judgement yesterday and had a slice of coffee cake... plain coffee cake... and I felt like I would die.. lol
Lesson: Dont listen to the baby when she says "coffee cake, Mama"!
It's a little square donut without the whole and smothered with powdered sugar. Best way I can explain how it tastes is sort of like a funnel cake.
And throw me somethin' Mister is the call of the wild parade goers.
We've got to get you down to Mardi Gras someday. I come back with at least 30 pounds of beads each time I've gone and NEVER shown anything. Besides, who'd wanna look at those things when I have to pick 'em off the ground.
Do you know what BUB is?
Liz