Your...wait...hold up. What are we calling this? Are they still tweets? Blueskies? Posts? Omg I'm having an existential crisis. Someone tell me what we're calling these.
Anyway. I laugh every time you write one of...these things.
Lifestyle tip-- taking the attitude of "You're not the boss of me, I'll eat as much fucking bread as I fucking want!" is also often counterproductive. 😀
But what if you know - just know - the bread is going to be the best part of the meal? I can’t count the times I have left a restaurant thinking, I should’ve had the bread, a green salad, a glass of wine, and the giant, extravagant chocolate fantasy dessert.
Right? Why do they insist on giving us contradicting instructions? And don't even START me on all the fresh chips and salsa at Mexican restaurants. Bringing them to the table while they are still hot is NOT helping.
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Are you sure it’s not your mom’s voice in your head? 😉
Anyway. I laugh every time you write one of...these things.
It will make the problem of "what for breakfast?" the next morning much easier to solve.
Beer-Bread-Butter-Cheese.
It’s just setting you up to fail. Ain’t nobody got time for that kind of negativity. 🙅🏻♀️