Whoa, I am so happy for you, you are on a roll. And not a roll to eat with butter. ha ha-

– my mom, after reading my blog.

Ironically enough, (or maybe not), a buttered roll was one of my favorite breakfasts before all this. “It’s better than a bagel,” I told myself. Walking past all the street carts in the morning, I still have an occasional craving for one. But I look at the people ordering them, and I’m usually thinner than them. That helps me say no!

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