June 8th, 2010 
jared Dear Bread and family,
I’d like to take a moment to say how much I miss you when you’re gone. It’s funny, when you ARE there, it’s like a warm toasty friend, if by chance your friend was covered in sesame seeds and buttered. I like it when you’re there. You fill a hole in my plate or ease the pain of going to long without eating. I fear though, our relationship has GOT to end. The pain you have been causing late in the day is unbearable and quite honestly not socially acceptable. I’m sorry for the games I’ve played bringing you in and out of my life and never giving an explanation. I shouldn’t just expect you to be there for me and then drop you like a hot cross bun. I guess I have control issues. I mean, I know I can throw a box of your cousins, Wheat Thins, in my grocery cart on any day, no questions asked. Then, realizing the havoc they play on my digestive system, I leave half the box uneaten and neglected. It’s not right. I know I have to set boundaries for all of us to be healthy. So, I’m making a clean break. This is hurting me more than it’s hurting you, but I won’t be able to see you at all. When I do happen to see you in public, I’ll have to walk the other way. It’s better this way.
It’s not you it’s me, but we can’t still be friends.
All My Love,
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Amen sista….Bread is the devil in yummy clothing.
You cause the grass to grow for the livestock
and plants for man to cultivate,
that he may bring forth food from the earth
and wine to gladden the heart of man,
oil to make his face shine
and bread to strengthen man’s heart.
Possibly the methods of making bread in Biblical times would not have elicited the response that today’s bread and bread products do. I might need to sprout grains and make my own. Riiiight.
You probably just need more wine.
“I shouldn’t just expect you to be there for me and then drop you like a hot cross bun.” LOL
Luv ya Martha =)