Somebody recently asked me how I stay so fit. Now, let me first say that I would never classify myself as ‘fit‘, but if I seem ‘fit‘ to such people, this would certainly be one of the ways that I would remain so.

I was fixing lunch for the kids this afternoon and had them all settled in and eating. I then decided to fix myself a baked potato. I have been a little under the weather for the past few days and the baked potato sounded like a good idea. So I popped one into the microwave then trimmed it with my usual fixings (butter, sour cream, cheese, salt, and lots of pepper). I was all set to sit down and join the kids for lunch.

Then Will decided he wanted a bite. And that, my friends, was the end of my lunch.

No joke, I literally had a handful of bites and Mr. I-never-met-a-food-I-didn’t-like decided to finish off the rest and is doing so right now as I sit here and blog about it. Listening to my tummy rumble.

Ah, well, I guess there’s always dinner to look forward to. But, I may have to eat that in private just to get a good meal in. Sheesh.