It’s Friday and I’m sitting at my desk STARVING as usual. There is not a morsel of food in the company kitchen, and to top it all off my coworker Trent is out of treats. USELESS. (It’s probably because I ate whatever he had this morning.)
But then I recall that I might possibly have a little something in my purse.
I dig in eagerly!
What was it that I packed! I try to remember…I know it was something!
What is it that I have neglected to eat all day!?
To my disappointment I find
Because in reality, when you’re going to DIE of hunger at 4:25pm on a Friday, the last thing you want, contrary to what A.A. Milne says, is celery.
Besides, I need calories. And last I heard celery burns more calories than you eat. I looked it up to verify. By the way, you burn the calories in the digestion, not in the chewing.
Anyway. Celery SUX.
But you don’t, you rock.
And I hope you rock this Saturday night at our second wedding party! At the Northampton House in American Fork from 7 to 11 pm.
And unless it’s drenched in ranch or suffocating in peanut butter, there will not be any celery served.