I don’t normally have eating days, but sometimes the day calls for it. I don’t necessarily eat everything I order, though I do eat a bit of everything that arrives. Tonight I ordered a cheeseburger deluxe, medium rare, with well-done fries. I have to tell the Greek to leave the lid open, so the fries don’t steam in the container. I’m not done. A chicken souvlaki pita sandwich, mainly because I like the cucumber yogurt sauce and the salad. Oh, sure, make that a deluxe too. I’m still not done. A grilled cheese sandwich and an order of onion rings. Cause conduit fries can be boring, even if there is ketchup and mayo for the taking.
I know it’s disgusting. It’s what I do when I’m tired and cranky. I’m exhausted, and soon I’ll be full, in bed, watching Gilmore Girls reruns. The delivery isn’t here yet. Oh relax, I’ll share with Linus… cause it’s his birthday today. He’s three years old, and in his honor, I ordered enough food for three people. I know he’ll get ‘rhea from it, and that’s love. My cleaning up his ‘rhea just so he can enjoy burgers is love.