You may remember I swore off pizza and hamburgers until our cruise.
Which is Saturday.
AAHHH!!!
Honestly, the hamburgers I haven't missed at all.
But the pizza.
The commercials kill me.
But I've been strong.
Even when Phil brings home Pizza Hut and it's sitting on the table.
Staring.
I do nothing.
Then today.
Costco comes to our office to talk about memberships, etc.

They bring pizza.
I eat an apple beforehand so I wouldn't be hungry.
And I eat.
One slice.
Supreme.
For the veggies, right?

It was okay.
And eight hours later
I STILL have a tummy ache.
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