OK, maybe that title isn’t entirely accurate. Sure, I’ve gained some weight since we arrived in Memphis, but I wouldn’t say I’m fat.
Also, it’s prolly not ALL Tammy’s fault, what with me eating my way through Memphis using my Food Bucket List as my guide.
BUT, my poor dinner selection Monday night was definitely Tammy’s fault.
Tammy had been out doing some Christmas shopping after work and called to say she was stopping at Wendy’s to pick up dinner.
Tammy: I’m gonna stop at Wendy’s, you want anything?
Me: Yeah… just the usual. Single with mayo, ketchup, tomato and onions. If you don’t do the onions, that’s OK.
Tammy: Got it and a large fry.
Me: That’s fine. We can split the fries if you want.
I continued about my business around the apartment, cleaning and what-not, when I get a text from Tammy.
Tammy: You got a double.
My initial thought was that maybe, just maybe Wendy’s screwed up my order, but that thought didn’t last very long because the next thing I knew Tammy was coming through the door.
Me: Why did I get a double? I didn’t order a double.
Tammy: Because I wanted that new Bacon Portabella Melt and I got a double, so that means you had to have a double.
Of course I ate all of mine and was belly aching, figuratively and literally, afterwards.
Me: I can’t believe you got me a double and that I ate the whole thing.
Tammy: You know that’s the F’n rule! That if we eat out then we have to have the same fat content.
I’m going to have to remember that rule the next time we go out and she has a salad.