I wanted to write this story down before I forget, I have a habit of doing that these days:
A couple weeks ago, we went out to dinner at Red Robin. Supe had ordered chicken fingers and had eaten all she could and then some. She was stuffed, but her food wasn't gone yet. All of the sudden, she leans back in her seat, pats her belly and says, "Today in the battle of man verses food, the food won!" Jason and I looked at each other and started cracking up! Apparently, we have been watching way too much Man v. Food lately!