DON'T DIG YOUR GRAVE WITH YOUR OWN KNIFE AND FORK
I made The Dad go to a nutrition class tonight at Giant Eagle... it's 10 weeks long. I don't think he got that concept until mid way through the class when he kind of came to the realization and blurted out (not in an inside voice) - you mean this isn't just tonight?
To honor the evening and get off to a good start, after class we went to pretty much my least favorite restaurant in the world - Olive Garden. I think he was being nostalgic because the three of us used to go there on occasion after the nutritionist years ago. Healthy huh?