That being said, guess who had SPAM and eggs for breakfast! Right out of the gate sprinting! That's how I started. Which was easy because I was in the privacy of my own home and not being mocked by my coworkers.
Which is more than I can say for lunchtime - where my handsome SPAM sandwich found about as much appreciation as an elevator SBD.
I'll give you a glimpse:

Not bad, right? Unfortunately, I was the only one who brought lunch into the restaurant, so that was a little awkward. I ordered a beer just to redeem myself as a customer.
Ahh... I have much to learn about taking my canned-meat message to the streets.
Dinner was a little easier. Ashley made SPAM Fried Rice (a very promising sign for the marriage) and aside from a little gas, life is good.

All in all, I'm calling Day 01 a success.
1 comment:
Oh man. Not only are you eating a Spamwich, but you're drinking the Champagne of Beers?
If there is anything left of you after this 30 days, we should hang out.
I'll buy the first round.
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