My brother is looking out for me…

I was talking to my brother, ranting about life while eating. I had not been hungry all week and then Saturday, I was starving and couldn’t fill my tummy fast enough. Sweet, salty, spicy – I wanted it all. Mom found these organic tortilla chips that have like three ingredients (thus cancer-free approved). BUT we didn’t have any salsa. I groaned and told my brother, “All I want is some fucking salsa!” Ironically, Mom was at the grocery store, but my brain wasn’t on logic mode.

Monday I got home and Mom was all excited about the homemade salsa. Apparently, she had talked to my brother that afternoon and he told her to make “the poor girl some salsa.” So she did. And here was my thank-you text to my brother.

 

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