As a special treat this weekend, I bought a bag of powdered sugar donuts for breakfast Sunday morning. My kids LOVE.these.donuts. (and so do I!) After I took a shower and got ready for church, I came downstairs to get something to eat. And couldn't find the bag of donuts. Now, mind you, there were AT LEAST 20 donuts in this bag! And my family had devoured every last one of them. Without even a THOUGHT for me. So I very calmly explained to them how sad it made me (think "Exorcist" head spinning.) At least they had the grace to look remorseful. I probably should have thanked them for saving me the calories. And I would have. If I hadn't been starving. Because I didn't get to eat a donut.
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It was much worse than The Exoricist.
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