Oreos for Breakfast

I can recite a long list of questions I am asked everytime I visit the doctor. From any recent changes in medication to any chance of pregnancy, there's usually not a lot that can catch me off guard. But yesterday, the doctor did.

He leaned back in his desk chair and looked at me with an evil glint in his eye, then in his Russian accent, he asked, "What did you have for breakfast?"

"Um..." My bad girl self debated on what to say. I wanted to say I had eggs, extra lean bacon with fifty percent less sodium, and whole wheat toast. But that was like saying I hated chocolate. It just wasn't true.

"Three oreos," I squeaked out.

Dr. Russian Accent made a 'hmm' sound and jotted something down in the chart. Then he looked up at me again. "And for lunch?"

Now, I was seriously debating on telling the doctor that I had lied about the oreos. "Just joking, doc. Seriously, who would eat oreos for breakfast? Everyone knows that's not healthy."

Instead, I said, "Waffles with syrup." But then I quickly explained that I never eat like that. Ever. In fact, the only reason I did eat so crazy yesterday was so I'd make the appointment on time. Well, that's my story anyway...and I'm sticking to it. ;)