This summer, Bee, Andrew, and I have been have had quite a few "eat-overs".
I call them eat-overs because they always start with food. No exceptions.
They start with food and then continue on to ... well, more food.
Tonight the items consumed included:
- 3 bbq boneless rib things
- 2 scoops of chocolate vanilla swirl soft-serve icecream
- 1 can of Chunky beef stew
- 1 can of WInnie the Pooh Heinz Pasta
- 1 Delissio (not delivery) pepperoni pizza
Maybe it's something about combining hot summer nights with a lot of eating that does something weird to our brains, because the night almost inevitably will progress to hours of hilarious but (very) un-intelligent conversation or creating Mii's in the likeness of certain "interesting" individuals.
And the next thing we know, the sun's rising again signaling another successful eat-over.
(As well as triggering the ever-lingering question of why on earth we wasted so many precious sleep hours away doing that... again.)
I call them eat-overs because they always start with food. No exceptions.
They start with food and then continue on to ... well, more food.
Tonight the items consumed included:
- 3 bbq boneless rib things
- 2 scoops of chocolate vanilla swirl soft-serve icecream
- 1 can of Chunky beef stew
- 1 can of WInnie the Pooh Heinz Pasta
- 1 Delissio (not delivery) pepperoni pizza
Maybe it's something about combining hot summer nights with a lot of eating that does something weird to our brains, because the night almost inevitably will progress to hours of hilarious but (very) un-intelligent conversation or creating Mii's in the likeness of certain "interesting" individuals.
And the next thing we know, the sun's rising again signaling another successful eat-over.
(As well as triggering the ever-lingering question of why on earth we wasted so many precious sleep hours away doing that... again.)
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