Here we have the smallest pale boy showing his love for all things big and bulbous. That’s about how he looks when he’s hugging me.
I’ll tell you about “Bagel Decisions” when I have come to terms with the doughy center that I’m carting around. Aw, hell, I’ll tell you now.
My belly…it looks like a big New York style bagel and it has been confirmed by Clay that yes, indeed exactly like a huge, soft disc of dough. So now when I take the stairs instead of the escalator or say no to a piece of chocolate my beloved smiles and says, “Now that was a bagel decision!” I always laugh..which makes me want to cry, because the laughing…it jiggles the dough.
God help me I need to throw out the dough! And that my friends is a BAGEL DECISION!