Treat Yourself

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This husband and I…

Made a mistake…went to the store to get milk…before eating lunch…took a small cart…didn’t need much…blueberries…meat…bread…milk…headed to the check out…via the freezer section…and that’s when it hit…the hungry shark feeding frenzy…mama shark throwing in those wretched frozen fun foods…like there was no tomorrow…

Pizza…pot pies…frozen dinner…ice cream…garlic bread…and what she’d been craving but didn’t know she’d been craving…bagel bites…those bites beckoning later that evening…buddying up with garlic bread…the perfect who gives a sh** I’m old anyway…bedtime snack…

Just a niggling of guilt…thumbing the nose at future heartburn…ignoring the fact that the blueberries and pecans are close…so close…too close…for comfort…but thirty minutes later…a toss on the plate…settling in front of the tv…this old gal takes a glance at those foods…really looks at them…deep..deep into the depths…

Of those bagel bite eyes…and there it was…the plate not set up…the bits not arranged for a photo op…but the happenstance that they just popped on the plate as such…

With a little message…for snacky pants old gal me…it’s ok…they say…for you to treat yourself…indulge now and then…let yourself live a little…
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And snacky pants old gal me…agreed…