I’m thinking I may have pigeon pie for dinner. There is a stinking dove outside my bedroom window that has been cooing since five o’clock. Woke me up it did.
Speaking of food cousin Krishna sent me the best dietary advise I’d seen in a long time this morning.
Now that’s the type of weight loss program I could adhere to.
I fear though that snacks will be abandoned once Ma returns from the Coronation as she has set a new standard in chunkiness.
She puts off going on diets until after events. Like after Thanksgiving, after Christmas, after her birthday, after Easter and now it’s after the trip.
We shall see. There will no doubt be some other excuse pulled from the hat to keep the nacho gnashing.
Blessing#1687-Afterlife
Booming Banter 