i don't know what it is about Sandy, but my metabolism has kicked it into overdrive. when it does there is a list of things i do.
first i wonder at the marvel of how my body did that.
then i get super super excited. oh my GOLL DARN i can eat that!
then i get suspicious. how dare you try to trick me into an extra five pounds!
then i try to spite my metabolism. ha! let's see you recover from 5 pop-tarts, 3 party pizzas, and a spoonful of nutella!
(the sweet sweet butter of life.)
maybe it's all the excercise i'm getting from dogsitting my neices.
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