That’s right 15! The first time I heard this expression was from my son, Chris, one Sunday night while he was doing his Sunday night bible study broadcast from Peachtree City Church of Christ in Peachtree City, GA.
As best I can remember, he defined it as the trip you make to the pantry to make sure everything is exactly as it was when you checked it 15 minutes ago. And, another Little Debbie Cake won’t hurt.
That’s 15 pounds … Gained. And what would you expect? I stay home and I eat. I sleep and I eat. I watch TV and I eat. I eat and I eat.
Good food, junk food and my new favorite, SWEET food. Candy, cookies, cakes, pies, jellybeans (and I don’t like jellybeans — the red ones are mine); you name it … I’ll eat it.
Pizza, potatoes, chips (all kinds), fried chicken, BBQ chicken, baked chicken. Chicken Strips, chicken fingers or chicken nuggets; oh and chicken on the bone, Jack’s or KFC, either will do.
Pork … chops, bacon, baked ham, ham steak. Speaking of steak, takeout from Texas Roadhouse, ribeye, sirloin, T-bone and whatever.
Bar-b-que pork and ribs; Full Moon BBQ and Jim ‘n’ Nicks are favorites.
Not to mention strawberry milkshakes from Dairy Queen.
Vegetables? Of course, and don’t forget the salad.
Bread? That too, any kind; biscuits, cornbread, muffins, white bread and flat bread.
That’s just to name a few things.
Oh, I forgot sandwiches — tomato, banana, peanut butter, peanut butter and jelly, peanut butter and banana. Shucks, even peanut butter and jelly and banana. And of course, toasted bread.
I’ve looked at the peanut butter jar so much I noticed it was gluten free. And what’s more, I noticed a tiny little note under the ingredients stating that the peanut butter contained of all things … PEANUTS.
COVID-15? I may have passed that. Might have even reached 19 or maybe 20.
Y’all hungry? I could go for a snack.