faster pussycat... type! type!

Oh how I love Happy Loud Edgar #14. She is such a delight.

The am/pm's by my house all have diet dr pepper on tap now, as well as regular. This is one of the tricks I use to get through the stupid diet. I'm pretty much a soda pop addict. I have a pretty good idea what 12 ounces of soda looks like, in terms of volume, so I will sometimes get a dr pepper with no more than 12 ounces in it, and fill the rest with diet. The smaller the cup I get, the higher the ratio of regular to diet. I take the 3 point hit. I don't do it every day, just every once in a while. Happy Loud Edgar #14 noticed I wasn't coming in as much, so I explained to her I was on a diet. She also noticed the smaller cups [I often get the smallest size now] and I explained to her the whole 12 ounces of regular being three points filling the rest with diet deal.

This morning I woke up hungry, and there was nothing good to eat in my house. When I went in for my teeny tiny soda, I couldn't find anything healthy to eat, but my tummy was rumbly. So I grabbed a pop-tart. When I brought it up to the counter, I got a knowing look from Happy Loud Edgar #14.

HLE#14: AAIYYYAA.... WHAT'S THIS? WHAT ABOUT DIET, EH?
Jodi: I'm hungry! I need something now! Look, it's got some fiber in it, maybe it's not so bad... it's low in fat...
HLE#14: AAIIYYAA.... IF YOU SAY SO... YOU KEEP TELLING YOURSELF THAT...
Jodi: [snatches pop-tart and mumbles] shut-up.
HLE#14: OOOOO-KAY, HAVE GOOD DAY, ENJOY TART!

She's so sassy!