I know, loves; I know. I haven’t been posting like I should, but in my defense, it has been finals, and life has been crazy. I have updates to post soon (a dinner party that was uncommonly successful, a diet that was violated and restarted, and donuts made entirely out of cream cheese and eggs) but for now, I just have a snippet of my daily conversation.
Talking to my ex about Atkins today, I said, “Right before we started Atkins we bought a pizza stone. I regret it not because of the money, but because of the happy times we were going to have baking those pizzas. It is like having an old engagement ring laying around the house; it makes me want to cry because of the possibilities.”
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