Wednesday, August 14, 2024

I always say, my body loves nothing more than to be fat! I would've made it through some lean winters in Finland with no problem. Or as my daughter says, identifying more with her Irish heritage, " What's that lass? There's a potato famine? You need to survive on less than 500 calories a day? Done!"

Agreed. Hence surviving the ice age in two crackers. Or in the case of mt Swiss ancestors, one hot chocolate. Ds

I should have used the naughty horse betting approach!