I had an utterly craptastic night last night. Went to bed early, was sleeping like a champ, and then fracking female problems woke me up... and kept me up, moaning in pain, for more than 2 hours. I decided I needed comfort food for lunch. Nothing but a Bobbie would do!
Mmmmmmmmmm. I feel almost human again. Almost.
Bobbie + 7 Advils (so far) = happy happy joy joy. Of course, I'll regret this lunch decision in a few hours when I'm running on a treadmill, but for now it's making me happy. :)
1 comment:
Ok - probably dumb question - but what is a BOBBIE? I don't think we have 'em in Minnesota . . .
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