So am starting to feel like Gretel.
Of Hansel & Gretel. In that a German is attempting to plump me up, no doubt. Buying me canisters of mixed nuts, dark chocolate & cherry kashi bars, whole wheat crackers and cheese, yogurt, etc. etc. etc. Pretty certain he has no intentions of baking me though, which is such a relief. ;-) Oh those Brothers Grimm. Something tells me am going to be plunged into their dark little world in years to come...
