Hello, friends! Welcome to this week’s installment of Me? A Model? hosted by your very best friend, B-to-the-izzo (or “Brody,” for the less hip)!
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Sometimes after a long day of being awesome at life, I like to sit back, relax, and relish in my accomplishments. I mean, what’s the point of working hard if you don’t take the time to appreciate your success?
For instance, on this day in particular, I was fresh off of a kitchen heist. I had been watching Chrissy cook dinner for a little while and I noticed that she had only put 2 sweet potatoes in the oven to bake. At first I assumed that the sweet potatoes were both for me, since she knows that I love me a sweet potato. It occurred to me after a few minutes that Chrissy also loves sweet potatoes, so perhaps one of them was for her. A little selfish, sure, but I could get over it. But then Justin walked in the door and I really put two and two together.
The other sweet potato was for him.
Not for me.
And I’ll admit that I lost it a little bit. I went screaming into the foyer and ran away with his shoe. But since I do that every day, my actions failed to convey my true feelings. Just then, Justin went upstairs to change and Chrissy made the mistake of a lifetime. She took the sweet potatoes out of the oven and left them on the counter to cool down while she went into the other room. HA! What a dummy. I hopped right up there and huffed down one of those piping-hot taters before she could even blink. Sure, it burned the crap out of my mouth, but man alive, was it worth it.
And then it was just a matter of playing it cool. I sauntered into the living room and got comfy and just waited for those nerds to learn their lesson.
Cool as a cucumber.
I mean that metaphorically, of course. My mouth was on fire. I think I should have given that potato a minute to cool down…