"I buried my friend the other day, and I saw my life in a different way." -Life of Agony/Words and Music

I wonder how many times that old pun has been used? Oh well. Here are three quickies.

* Yesterday was day four of our nine-day meatless detox period, although I have to admit we’ve snuck tiny amounts of meat into two meals now. To give you an idea of our mindset, the other night Susan fixed some “vegetarian fajitas” (for lack of a better word) and in with the mix she diced up half a chicken breast and threw it in — and afterward, we felt guilty for eating it. That’s wrong. Last night I had a salad from Sonic for dinner that contained some grilled chicken, and I felt naughty for eating it. This diet’s messing with my head. Eating grilled chicken in salads is not contributing to my weight problem; eating cookie dough and sitting on my bootay all day long is.

* Yesterday Susan and I went to Panera Bread for lunch. We each got their 2/For lunch special and got a soup and salad combo, and then a side dish of fresh fruit. (Side rant: with drinks, lunch was $21. That’s just stupid.) With our meals came a hard piece of wheat bread. I asked Susan if wheat bread was on the diet and she said not for the first nine days but I decided to eat it anyway. During the first bite I heard this noise in my head and thought, hm, what was that? Well, it was a tooth breaking off. It’s one of my wisdom teeth, which has been rotten and drilled out for years. It had a filling in it a decade ago that fell out within weeks of putting it in. It doesn’t hurt … yet … but a dentist trip is planned anyway. It’s about time, I suppose.

* As I mentioned, yesterday Susan and I had lunch at Panera Bread. On the way out the door I got a refill and took my cup with me. When I got back to work, two co-workers were walking out the door to go shopping for network stuff, so I turned back around and left with them. After shopping, they wanted to eat lunch and decided to go to … Panera Bread. So when we got there, I carried my cup back in and just got a couple more free refills as they ate. Is that wrong? Probably. I felt like the biggest criminal in the world for stealing a couple of .85 cent refills. I’d make a terrible criminal.

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2 Responses to “And Nothing but the Tooth”

  1. Denise says:

    I know how hard this is cuz. I strugle everyday. Sorry about the tooth. It helps us all to know we are not alone and that we all have strugles. Luv ya!

  2. Colton says:

    Hey, Rob! Keep up the great work! Give up on “diet” sodas and drink lots of water (with lemon). Take the family walking in the evenings around the block would be good too. Hope all goes well with the tooth.