Have you ever noticed that the first three letters of the word "diet" are d-i-e? Coincidence? I think not.
I went grocery shopping yesterday, spending a fortune on unsatisfying low-fat and "lite" items that I normally sneer at. I was so hungry I ate half a box of 1 point snack cakes on the way home.
Of course I had just run the gauntlet - walking down the ice cream aisle and landing in the checkout line (which, unbeknownst to many, is part of the Third Circle of Hell) where there were candy bars on sale for $0.33! Why do they taunt me so?
And on the way home Michael got tired of his carseat and started gagging himself to express his displeasure. Let's just say that I lacked sympathy when he threw up all over my freshly-cleaned car.
It was a bad afternoon.