So when Jake and Amaya brought home 2 malassadas for themselves, because I was at the awards banquet, I felt bad.
Not that I hadn’t already eaten, since 2 pm
1. A 1/2 C of dulce de leche haagen dazs
2. 2 cookies
3. A ho ho
and when Jake offered to share some bites with me, I just looked away and said, “No.” Grumpily.
And then my dad called to let me know, with his $2.50 per minute phone call that Mom and he had eaten at 4 Japanese bakeries today.
My poor fat-clogged heart could just break for feeling so left out.