Woe and misery and chocolate sprinkles

There is very little that Ava and I can think of besides food at this point. The diet is working, so we carry on. Still, we have very elaborate fantasies about

I might sell a kid for a stack of blueberry pancakes

churros, cake, sandwiches, baked potatoes – you name it. That leads me to this question.

Crap. Now I’m starving again. I should just go to bed.