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Lynn loves Kraft Mac and Cheese. About twice a week I come home to the enchanting smell of a freshly made blue box meal and I am admittedly jealous because I would love to partake in consuming the delightful yellow noodles...but alas, I am not a marathon runner and my body would NOT be happy with me. Or perhaps, I would not be happy with my body. Not going to lie, when she is fully engulfed in the TV I often sneak a fork-load or two from the pan on the stove into my salivating mouth.
I can do this because as much as Lynn loves the K-R-A-F-T she is only able to eat half the box. As she does not like mac and cheese left overs, the other half always ends up in the garbage. Being the bizarre human being that I am, this bothers me to no end. "Why don't you make only half the box?" "I'm telling you, it’s just as good when you put a little milk in it to and then reheat it." "I'm sure some children in China would love it."
Yesterday I came home and Lynn immediately apologized to me. She wasn't able to make it to a big event I'd planned and was sorry. She'd been ill. "No, really, I'm so sorry. I found some of that mac and cheese in the fridge and ate it. The results were not good. I was so sick."
She will never trust me again.
I can do this because as much as Lynn loves the K-R-A-F-T she is only able to eat half the box. As she does not like mac and cheese left overs, the other half always ends up in the garbage. Being the bizarre human being that I am, this bothers me to no end. "Why don't you make only half the box?" "I'm telling you, it’s just as good when you put a little milk in it to and then reheat it." "I'm sure some children in China would love it."
Yesterday I came home and Lynn immediately apologized to me. She wasn't able to make it to a big event I'd planned and was sorry. She'd been ill. "No, really, I'm so sorry. I found some of that mac and cheese in the fridge and ate it. The results were not good. I was so sick."
She will never trust me again.