26 August 2011
I know I shouldn't laugh all the time, but I would rather do that than get real down and depressed about things! Like the other day when we went out to do some stuff together. We always go out for doughnuts. I know, I know I should take him out for wheat grass juice or something but my Dad used to take us to Arctic Circle for as many twist cones as we asked for. So my thing is doughnuts. Anyway, he is supposed to be dieting-----sort of-----he takes a medication that puts weight on him. I always tell him "If mom finds out she might tell us to stop and then we can't get doughnuts anymore." It cracked me up the other day when, after our trip to the doughnut shop, he walks in and brings the doughnuts up (wink winking) in front of my mom. Haha, I think he is enjoying doing something sneaky. Well, I was wrong, my mom didn't tell us we had to stop at all. I'm glad because I love an excuse to eat junk too.