Dear Fresh Diet,
It’s been five days since you stopped magically appearing at my door and I miss you. Five days that I have had to make my own breakfast, lunch and dinner. Five days when the kids asked “do we have any snacks?” I had to sigh and pretend to look for something nutritious instead of opening up the fridge and telling to get something that you, Fresh Diet, have so lovingly provided.
Oh, don’t get me wrong. I’ve enjoyed getting reacquainted with my pots and pans, and my dishwasher definitely missed me during my interlude with you, so it’s not all bad. But it’s just not the same.
Instead of quiche and muffins and French toast with baked apples for breakfast I now eat a piece of bread. For lunch, I’m reduced to some kind of truck food/street meat. And dinner. DINNER! I usually eat what my kids are eating. Fresh Diet, I don’t know about you, but I think it may violate the Geneva Convention.
I miss you, Fresh Diet, but I am grateful for the week we had together. A week where I was pampered with delicious meals that I ordered ahead of time. And on those days that I forgot to order in advance, you surprised me with delicious choices. Because you know what women want. (Or at least what I want, based on the questionnaire about my food preferences that I filled out when I first joined.)
Thank you, Fresh Diet for a wonderful week. I will treasure the delicious memories.
If you’d like to check out the Fresh Diet, it’s super easy now. And if you will receive 3 days free with the purchase of a 31 day plan at $29.99 per day. (That’s three meals and two snacks a day!) The promo code is: semommar29.
Disclosure: This post is sponsored by The Fresh Diet. I also received a week’s supply of The Fresh Diet food to facilitate this review.
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