So if you are reading this I assume you know me to some degree. If not...well...I have a confession...perhaps even a problem...I LOVE cheese. I know what you are thinking, thats not really a problem, but it is, I also recently found out I have slightly high cholesterol, while it's not a problem now, it could be if I keep eating ginormous amounts of cheese I love so much.
Anyhoo, thats not even my point. So I love cheese, the only thing I love more than cheese is melted cheese. So tonight I was/am sitting at home. I was thinking about what I want for dinner, and given my amazing cooking skills my choices were spaghettios or turkey sandwhich. As I was thinking I started fantisizing about an amazing sandwich. One with turkey and melted cheese...so my mind was made up. I went to my kitchen and started making my sandwich. I placed the cheese on turkey and mayo and stuck it in the microwave. It was perfect, everything I had hoped and dreamed. I sat and ate as I watched "little people big world"...until this perfect moment was ruined by 1 bite. I bit down and was stopped by paper...I knew immediatly what happened. My cheese of choice is the deli kind where each slice is seperated by wax paper...I had missed a peice and it was now melted into the cheese of my perfect sandwich. I was crushed, I got it out, but it wasn't the same I had taken a lot of the cheese with the paper. I know it's hard to be me. It only reinforces my need to have other people make me food...I can't even make a turkey sandwich right.
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