So my bride, in an effort to keep me of the grave for a bit longer, suggested the Atkins diet. I love my wife more than air so I agreed; I mean it isn’t fair that she should do without while I indulge in anything I want to eat. Not to mention I could do with losing a few pounds and lower my cholesterol, since there is a family trait of bad cholesterol. So we started the other day…Monday evening I think…well it turns out the website warns of a thing called the Atkins Flu. No energy, groggy, blarg feeling, etc. etc.. Well it hit full bore about 12 o’clock today. I want a nap and a donut…at the same time! Here. Now. Smother the donut in Bavarian Cream and put it between two pieces of wonder bread and top with mashed potatoes and milk gravy. Atkins is the devil……
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