Sorry for lack of post yesterday. I decided to spend last night eating like a monster. We're talking four servings of meat heavy food plus salad and ice cream. Both Hub and I ate for two hours straight instead of being productive and then went to bed. Husband-cat tried multiple food groups - his post-dinner meals consisted of big bowl of oatmeal and raisins, peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and half a bag of popcorn. Is there an opposite of winter feasting, like summer scavenging? One too many visits to the fridge had me feeling like a vulture -- I kept looking for some new things to pick at.
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