Whoa - is it actually Saturday? I wasn't sure I was going to make it through the week. Especially Wednesday. Wednesday was not a good day. Well it was an okay day. But Natalie says you can tell if it's going to be a good day or not by what is on the hot lunch menu at school, and Wednesday's menu was NOT GOOD.
Oh yeah - I see you all nodding with me. You know what I'm talking about. They don't even give it a real name. They only call it "Chicken Surprise." SERIOUSLY? What the heck is that supposed to mean? Doogle says it means they take all the chicken leftovers from the last three weeks, throw them in a big pot, and stir them together. He says that they also throw in all the other non-chicken leftovers, too (He says that's the "surprise" part.) EWWW!!!
So on Wednesday, I told Mom that I wanted to pack lunch, but she said she didn't have anything for me to bring. Um - have you seen our basement? There's enough food down there to feed all of Springside Elementary! I don't get it - why does she buy all that food if we can't eat it? She says she's saving it in case we have an emergency. Well guess what, Mom? THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!! I tried to sneak down there to grab a can of tuna and some bread, but Mom had her eye on the basement door all night. That's what I get for asking first.
I made sure to eat a big breakfast Wednesday morning, and I did manage to pilfer an apple and a banana out of the fruit basket on my way out the door to the school bus. Boy was I hungry by the time I got home. But it was worth it - because there was no way I was eating that Chicken Surprise. It smelled even worse that it looked. Thursday and Friday at least had semi-identifiable and somewhat edible foods.
Anyway - it's all good now. I survived, and I shall spend my weekend preparing my strategy for this week's menu. I see that Thursday's offering is called "Cream of Meat Mash." That can't be good.
Until next time
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