Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Someone with three older sisters really should know better

At Monday's doctor appointment, I was rather surprised to hear that my weight hadn't changed since my previous visit four weeks ago. As much as I love the Ted Drewes and cupcakes, there are definitely days when I just don't have an appetite. And, for that matter, I really do try to consume my fair share of fruits and vegetables, so I guess I'm doing okay. Sorry Tro, but it's not all fun and games on Botanical.

Because I never know if it will be a must-eat-now day or a take-it-or-leave-it day, I always like to be prepared with lots of snacks. Nothing entertains Chip more than the morning snack-packing routine. In addition to my lunch, I usually throw in some extras like fruit, granola bars, almonds, yogurt and the like. Depending on what I bring, the Gladware containers and accompanying utensils can really add up. The whole time I'm gathering my gear, Chip just stands there and snickers. Occasionally he offers suggestions like, "Do you want me to bag up the leftover roast?" or "Have you thought about setting up the George Foreman grill at your desk?" And then there was the day I found a huge block of cheddar cheese in my bag. The worst part is that Chip's right; it really is quite ridiculous. And then I laugh, and that only encourages him.

As professional and considerate as Chip can be, he never lost that pesky little brother quality. I, on the other hand, am the stereotypical first born child. Which means I'm not above telling his mother.

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