Bad food choice. Again.

Lunchtime rolled around and found me making a meal out of the big bowl of leftover carmel corn, the one I fixed last night for ld’s home evening group. Meghan came home in between classes and work and joined me in the snarfing.

Me: Heeeyyyy, quit eating this! Stop! ( I swat her hands away) It’s for the poor and the needy.

Megs: What? (She's all indignant) I AM THE POSTER CHILD OF POOR AND NEEDY!

Me: hmmmm.

We devoured the entire bowl.