I work up this morning and my first coherent thought was "I never did eat dinner last night."
Clearly, I'm not a teenager, vacuuming up anything even vaguely edible in my zip code.
On the other hand, I had two frosted sugar cookies at the youth group meeting last night, probably ingesting 500 calories of pure carb right there.
It's times like these when I have to stop and wonder about whether it was a good idea for me to carry the label of Responsible Adult. I think I'd better voluntarily give up my membership.
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