The price of success is expensive, and I'm not talking dollars, dollars come and go, I'm talking pleasure, good times, comfort, satisfaction, and most of all just great taste. As I sit here this morning, for breakfast I'm having something labeled "ham and cheese Omelet", some peoples imagination is just priceless. Some where some foodologist is laughing his butt off thinking "not only is he eating that I charged him money for it and he will order it again". Only in America, Only in America. This last couple of months has been, oh not pure hell but really close. Just think about this. So here I am, working at the Jordanelle State Park and on any given day as I drive my little 4 wheeler around early in the morning, the air is calm the sounds are quiet and S O M E O N E is either cooking real Bacon, or real Sausage and the air is permeated with "come and get me", and in the afternoon, nothing smells better than a good ole greasy Hamburger or Hotdog, I can't take it much longer I tell ya. I have just finished this omelet, Oh was that tasty, and as I look forward to lunch it will be a tasty piece of unsalted cardboard. As I dream about the future of today, tears begin to drip off my cheek and onto this computer, did you know tears are a little salty. Oh, one other pleasure I am forgoing, Sam's Club, I use to look so forward to the $1.50 Hot dog and large drink, and then of course there was the leisurely stroll through the food section where they offer FREE sample of the foods of the day, Grazing was so fun, some times I would do it a couple of times while the Gypsy was out looking at stuff for salads and water, plain water.
Oh yeah, I've lost 20 lbs.
See ya.
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