Here at my dear school, we have five official Goals and Criteria that all of us learn freshman year and then promptly forget (well, I remembered, I guess). These goals can be summarized with the following words and phrases:
Goal One: God/Jesus
Goal Two: Homework
Goal Three: Service hours
Goal Four: Friends
Goal Five: Ground Floor, aww yeah!
But, dear readers, there is one more unspoken goal: Goal Six. This is the one that causes all the small creatures to appear. Goal Six, my friends, is "food".
Last year, in an attempt to fulfill this goal, some friends and I decided to have a dessert potluck at lunch on Fridays. Thus Fatty Friday was born.
And then we forgot about it. Until today, that is, when Heeners arrived with a large container of Reese's-filled brownies, The One That's Really Blond brought M&M bars, and The Nicknamer showed up with a lovely box full of pumpkin cupcakes. With cream cheese frosting, y'all. I love that girl. I do feel bad, though, because Save Yourself and I forgot stuff. But maybe that was a good thing-we didn't manage to totally finish anything off.
After a test run, I concur that maybe Fatty Friday should be a once-a-month thing. Food babies should only be conceived sparingly, you know.
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