Last night after I went to bed, Heidi and Josh watched Forks Over Knives, the documentary that turned our kitchen upside down. As I drifted off, I heard Josh raising objections, and I appreciated his critical thinking. Try as I might, I don't think veganism is for me.
We were rushing to get on the road this morning to reunite Josh and his full-time family. I offered to heat up his left over pizza for a quick breakfast, and he gratefully accepted. His left over bacon cheese pizza.
"How was it?" I asked on the way to the car.
"It was good, but somehow it didn't seem right eating it," he answered, "all that bacon."
Another one bites the dust.
We were rushing to get on the road this morning to reunite Josh and his full-time family. I offered to heat up his left over pizza for a quick breakfast, and he gratefully accepted. His left over bacon cheese pizza.
"How was it?" I asked on the way to the car.
"It was good, but somehow it didn't seem right eating it," he answered, "all that bacon."
Another one bites the dust.
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