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OMG, and they are just sitting there across from me… taunting me… begging me to have a third. :::shifty eyes:::

I’ve mentioned this before, but my mother never enforced good eating in the home. She would give me Pepperidge Farm 3 layer chocolate cake (which is delicious – I still have a soft spot for it) for breakfast. In fact, cake was a constant in my home.

So… sometimes I miss the memo that it isn’t good to have four slices of cake.

Co-worker Chris: Soon we’re going to be, who’s the new hire? (Why does she have a double chin?)