See what I did there? Instead of Dear Diary, I cleverly inverted the two letters? I know…you don’t have to say it.
Dear Dairy…it’s been a great run. When I was a child, my 3 brothers and I would polish off a gallon of you every single day. \
I loved you in my homemade tortellini and cream sauce.
Roast beef and provolone sub? My favorite.
And who can forget all the cheeseburgers we shared together.
And those omelettes…oh my, don’t even get my started.
And finally, for the last few years, we’d start our day together at 5 am with our coffee.
But it’s time for us to part ways. It’s nothing personal, I assure you. It’s just that whenever we spend time together, I always end up feeling worse. And when that happens, it’s time to end the relationship and move on. You can even ask Dr. Phil.
And one final thing. It’s not your fault. It’s not your fault. It’s not your fault. (Picture Matt Damon in a cow outfit.) This one is all on Celiac. I thought giving up gluten would be enough, but my entire being tells me differently.
Take care…and be good to my kids!