When I was shopping today, the lane I was in for checking out had the fresh French bread next to it… and the bakery people were inviting people to feeeeeel the warm bread not to mention the smell wafting about.

Evil carb dealers!!!

(And of course, I had to get some and have a couple pieces when I got home because it was still warm.Â? And I missed the call from the nurse regarding my bloodwork which was probably not good and means that I’ll get a “get your butt down here” summons tomorrow.Â? Well… that or yelled at for eating the French bread.)