Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Brownie for Breakfast
I keep thinking that it's totally awesome to be an adult. Like this morning, I devoured a brownie for breakfast.
I was simply ecstatic and smug for inventing a "Brownie for Breakfast" song and dance. I rip open the package and immediately break off a moist piece. Like a Baywatch running scene I bring it to my mouth in slow motion.
"Come to me you dark, little morsel," I whispered in anticipation of a flavor explosion.
I'm salivating. I take a bite.
A mouth full of imitation chocolate covering dirt. That damn diet brownie tricks me every time!
To heck with being an adult! I demand to be 13 again with the ability to eat anything and everything I want.