Too Many Options

Lately, I've been trying to save money by not eating out as much, which means that I end up going to my parents' house and eating their food instead.

But I'm pretty sure that a homeless, starving person from off the street could come into my parents' house and leave empty-bellied.

Everyday I get home for lunch, it goes something like this:

I. cannot. find. a. single. thing. to. eat.

Unless of course I'm having an odd craving for...

 cheese....

 yogurt...

or cereal.

And there you have it. The contents of their kitchen. 

Mom and Dad, please stop tempting me with all of these options. It's no small task choosing between the Blackberry or the Banana Cream Pie flavored yogurt.