Day 186 366
Independence Day. Fireworks, alcohol, BBQ, and the mother of all inventions, mixing alcohol with candy while binge watching the Hunger Games (again). Happy Birthday America!
Day 178 366
I cannot remember how long I have been craving this wonderful poison. Frosted Mini-Wheats used to be my breakfast go-to. Sometimes I would spoil myself with some super buttery multi-grain toast to soak up the sugar milk concoction after the fact. Its been years since I had it last. I didn’t go quit full stupid…
Day 165 366
Essential AF lunch. I’ve only had three full weekends off since the COVID panic started. Not bitching. I enjoy consistent paychecks. Bon appetite!
Day 164 366
Another mail in effort for a photo of the day. It did its purpose quite well.
Day 155 366
Apparently this week is food photos. I know, I know. So inspriational and motivating. Pat me on the back later. </sarcasm> Frankly, my motivation to be interested is at an all time low. I turn on the TV and immediately regret that decision. I switch to reading the news … nope and noper. I am…
