Today I was a hero to my youngest son. Without his knowing I ordered pizza for dinner. My husband picked the pizza up with my youngest riding shotgun.  Since I  was practicing my yoga ,  I didn’t bother  to make a salad.

Do I feel guilty?

A little . 

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