Dunkin Donuts that look like Pumpkins.
It’s like the universe designed a perfect mouse trap for me..
It turns out that the hospital where we are visiting our Evie every day is right next door to a Dunkin Donuts….
….and they have donuts that look like PUMPKINS!
Oh Great Pumpkin! How could you do this to me?
Impossible to resist.
Stress and carbs — both dancing an intoxicating Pasodoble’ in my body.
Sugar that goads and fuels the anxiety spikes like a matador’s red cape — then dropping off to the side suddenly so the bull has wasted it’s energy charging at the empty cape, exhausting and subduing the beast into a comfort-food induced nap.
Carrie Ann, Len and Bruno would all rate the performance a perfect ten.
It’s like tossing a marble on the roulette wheel of health…
I want to go to there.