addicted to the sauce…again

07 Sep addicted to the sauce…again

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It was just another normal day. Actually it was the day after summer ended. Peaceful, tranquil, warm, sunny, quiet, weird, and one of my favorite days in a while.

I think I caught a little bug over the weekend. My throat felt scratchy. I bombed an audition. I think my mind was foggy and I was just worn down. I needed some vitamin D and the weather was there just to help me out.

I decided to take a little beach cruiser ride up the boardwalk. First thing a ladybug landed on me and I was pumped!  Good luck right?

Called a buddy of mine to chit-chat with by phone and just cruised about five miles up the coast where I stopped where I always stop and examined this little private strand of beach I like to call “My Beach”. I know this story is uneventful but then it happened!

On my cruise back I was minding my business when my nose sniffed Montana Avenue…Menchies! FROYO, the “devil”. I was then forced to give in all willpower and climb a sizable set of stairs, carrying my bike, to cross a screaming PCH to get to the dang yogurt store. But I did.

I got my fix. Peanut Butter FROYO with a varietal of nuts. A dream come true. A nice reward for my hard work this weekend while everyone else got to play with their beach balls and stuffed animals. I win.

I am attaching the sequence of how it all went down. View photos, in order, of the addiction that cannot be cured. EVER…

Lije

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