I'm sliding down a slippery slope.
Last month while in The Holy City I went to Second Cup with my sis and niece, and I ordered a green tea-and-passion fruit smoothie. I loved it passionately. So, I resisted going back because I knew from that very moment that this was a bad, bad thing.
Who says you can't get hooked on one hit?
Yesterday, in honour of Canada Day (what an excuse!), I went to SC and bought another. It had been a whole month.
Now I'm sipping another one. From one month between Smoothie Nos. 1 and 2, to a mere 24 hours between Nos. 2 and 3.
At least I'm getting them made with skim milk. But still. I'm feeling decadent. .... And loving it.
7 comments:
what are you talkin'?! green tea: healthy
SKIM milk: more healthy
passion fruit: sexy and healthy
you are guzzling HEALTH food!
pat youtself on the back
In my world of Catholic guilt, nothing this pleasurable can be good for you. It has to be bad.
If they offered it for sale with a free hair shirt, maybe I'd accept it more easily as something I deserve.
Hey...Free hair shirt!
would it help if the person making you the naughty-yummy smoothie had bleeding palms or was carrying her eyeballs on a plate or had 7 or 8 arrows sticking into his body?
Well, maybe not the eyeball thing. But some degree of suffering might be soothing on the guilt front.
what about make hay while the sunshines?
the dead don't get smoothies-
enjoy while ye may
the dead don't get smoothies.
Is that from Matthew, Mark, Luke or John?
it's from the little known aprocyphal gospel-the protoevangelium of bob
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