This is what I have to deal with:
I was cooking my dinner (brown rice, peas, and a little I Can't Believe It's not Butter), and my brother walks up to me with a huge piece of steak in his hand and bites a chunk off right in my face...to which he siad "ooh so nice and bloody."
My mom, who decided to wear her leather jacket today, insists that this is all just a fad for me, and I'll be back to eating steak and chicken within a week...
What's a girl suppose to do with that kind of support???
I was cooking my dinner (brown rice, peas, and a little I Can't Believe It's not Butter), and my brother walks up to me with a huge piece of steak in his hand and bites a chunk off right in my face...to which he siad "ooh so nice and bloody."
My mom, who decided to wear her leather jacket today, insists that this is all just a fad for me, and I'll be back to eating steak and chicken within a week...
What's a girl suppose to do with that kind of support???