Off Topic: Oh Nutella, where have you been my whole life.

Seriously, how have I not known about this Nutella stuff before.  It is truly amazing.  A little 16oz jar of hazelnut goodness.  As my buddy John would say, “It’s will change your life.”  Amen brother, amen.  We happen to get a little jar of the stuff from a friend.

Awesome in a jar!

You’re a bad person Reita, a bad, bad, person.  But we truly thank you Reita, for the flowers, the gift for Frank, and for my next visit to the ER for hazelnut poising.  Even my mother-in-law is all over it.  She said, “I could drink this stuff.”  Hahaha, and she’s a healthy eater.

Thank God I didn’t find this stuff while I was still in the military.  They would have literally bounced me out on the fat boy program.  I mean a myriad of reality shows would have been knocking down my door.  1 Ton Dad, Return to Fat Camp, Biggest Loser, are just a few that come to mind.   I may have even got on Celebrity Rehab.  I’m not a celeb, but that’s some good TV.  I love that show.

Anyway, right now, as I sit here and type, I am bloated from the 3 Nutella and bread sandwiches I just ate, in rapid succession.  I couldn’t walk this off if someone was pushing me in a buggy.  I can hear the jar right now, calling me, daring me to go for another one.  The bread is not speaking, just nodding in agreement.  I would do it  too, but I can’t standup.  Might have to do a few sit-ups tomorrow.

Well maybe Thursday.