Yesterday, I was an idiot.
To be fair, I am often an idiot, but yesterday, Shaun was prepping to eat a ridiculously spicy chip and I was trying to figure out dinner for everyone because Em was home for the weekend and she is not eating a lot of refined carbs or fatty foods. I am not eating beef or pork for medical reasons, and Shaun needed some high-fat, high-carb food to grease his stomach in preparation for the chip.
So we’re all standing around the kitchen island and we settled on a super unhealthy cheeseburger and fries for Shaun, mussels and fries for me and mussels and salad for Em.
Em said, “Why aren’t you eating salad?”
I said that I didn’t want to because that I didn’t want Shaun to miss out eating the salad and feel envious and suffer.
They both gawped at me.
Em said something like “why would you do that?”
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