I have been complaining more and more lately about my weight and its recent launch into the stratosphere. I have finally discovered the reason for this. It’s my children.
My children seem to think that I’m actually one of those Insinkerator disposals.The other night at dinner, I kid you not, four different peopleÂ looked at something on their plate and said, “Dad, I can’t finish this. Do you want it?” Of course, in the interest of not letting perfectly good food go to waste, I HAD to say yes.
So, you see, if I end up weighing 300 pounds it’s only because I’m trying not to waste food.
That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.