Irene wanted me to write a blog, but I thought I'd try this for a year instead.
Years later, in 2011, I realize that the above no longer makes sense, since I have stopped photographing breakfast and instead occasionally put down random thoughts. These days I photograph our granddaughter's lovely face, paint for fun, knit and teach knitting at an after-school program for girls, and read. Life is good, if a bit slow, but then, so am I.
So do I! I really thought there was another container in the back of the fridge, but, alas, there wasn't. Do they sell yogurt that way over there, in small containers with lots of different flavors? Can you eat it at all?
Yes, they sell them here like that, but I have not bought any for fear of liking them too much and eating too many of them in one day. I can't be trusted with food that I like too much yet. First I have to lose the weight.
3 comments:
Oh Shoot, I hate it when you run out of yogurt. It's my favorite part of the meal. Don't you miss it tremendously?
So do I! I really thought there was another container in the back of the fridge, but, alas, there wasn't. Do they sell yogurt that way over there, in small containers with lots of different flavors? Can you eat it at all?
Yes, they sell them here like that, but I have not bought any for fear of liking them too much and eating too many of them in one day. I can't be trusted with food that I like too much yet. First I have to lose the weight.
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