Dang, that was how much?

Going grocery shopping was never introduced to me as a child because there were too many of us. And when the responsibility of visiting one of these illustrious “financial institutions” came into play. Alot of guessing had to be done, from passed foods that were identified by me as being good, but not good for me.

Which meant, a lot of waste. And a lot of freshly new earned greenbacks that never had a chance to participate in preparing for a rainy day.

I’ve ate foolishly defiling my body for a long time. Because I truly didn’t know any better until I became reborn. It doesn’t take us long to figure out what it takes to stay alive, if we want to. And most of the time the bad influences, of others, drives us to the point of no return. Then we find a way. With Andonai, all things are possible.

A lion sound from our tummies never made one feel comfortable around others.

Sixty-calorie a slice all color Bread, Good Brand (Hint, Icelandic) purified high Ph water, Duke’s Mayo, eggs, different clean butters are the main staples included in the kitchen where I rely on the Grace of Andonai to bless my hands to prepare foods as a meal three times a day to myself, as well as, to others. Of course, in moderation. Amen. Gluttony is a sin.