On a day when I sharpened my elbows to shop with the masses for Thanksgiving groceries, held Jack down with the help of three nurses while the ENT poked around in his cursed left ear, and hauled the younger sibs along for the show, I gave myself permission to eat a doughnut for lunch.

It was completely restorative.

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