“You grow up the day you have your first real laugh at yourself.” Ethel Barrymore
Just like I thought. Watching the Nightly News with Brian Williams last night and guess what the talk is on the food circuit. Sugar is being looked at by scientists as a drug, like alcohol and tobacco. It’s even been suggested to put an extra tax on sugar, like tobacco. That it’s killing folk! Now, I already knew sugar was a drug on account that that Dixie Crystal stuff ain’t how sugar looks in its natural form. Granted, I eat brown sugar but guess what I do sometimes…Should I come out the closet with yet another bone?…(sigh) I pinch the sugar and eat it solo. Aww, stop it! It’s just a pinch or two and I don’t do it everyday. I can quit anytime I want.
(Pacing and marinating on a thought or two) I just don’t want it to go bad. Shit, food’s high nowadays. Waste not, want not, right? And what you expect from me? I gave up the cookies and brownies. Been five whole days of sobriety! I don’t even sweeten my tea. I’ve learned to crave the taste of bitter (Liar!)
(Sigh, as I put the back of my hand to my forehead, suddenly becoming faint and fall strategically on the sofa). Whatever’s a Southern Belle to do without her sugah? (The harmonicas commence to playing in the background for dramatic effect.)