A few week ago I stopped at my favorite bakery on the way to work as I had a donut fix that needed to be satisfied. Low and behold I’m pulling up, the lights are off, and there is a sign in the window that they are closed for July. “What?!?!?!” I joked to my wife that we should open a bakery.
This morning I had the same hankering for a donut, so much so I even researched other bakeries in the area. I was set, I was happy, but they were closed for most of July, too.
I believe it is a bakery conspiracy, or God just not wanting me to have a donut on a Friday in July.
And yes, I did eat my almonds. 🙁
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Of course, when you’re a guy and you turn fifty, well, your first visit to the doctor usually involves butt discussions. Sure, you might have had them as you approach fifty, but now, well, it’s time. In the words of the great Fletch (Chevy Chase), in “Fletch,” I had my “moon river” moment (my prostate was fine) and soon I will be able to tell my stories of a colonoscopy.
And so, this morning, instead of a tasty treat of gut-bomb goodness, I got watermelon. I actually like watermelon, but I like donuts more. I suppose I should like watermelon more so I could be nice and lean, but sadly, right now, donuts win, except for this morning.