Monday, October 22, 2007

In a moment of poor willpower (this one being ‘the weekend’) Jeremy and I indulged in deep fried mars bars. Oh. My. I can’t decide if I simply must have a deep fryer now or if it’s too dangerous. I can see it now – deep fried apples, yogurt, hot dogs. I would probably deep fry a spoon to eat deep fried ice cream.

It’s just so darn yummy.

I think I’ll stick with the occasional treat of deep fried goodness; this way I actually have to get off my ass and go get something. Unless I order in from C’est Bon, then I just have to get my ass to the door. Or send Jeremy. Well either way, lifting my arm to point to the door is exercise right?

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