Albert Eberts wakes up promptly at 6:00am. He rises from his bed and starts his usual morning routine. Shower and shave (30 minutes), brush hair and teeth (10 minutes), get dressed and make bed (15 minutes). Eberts then goes to his closet to pick out is sleepwear for that evening and clothes for tomorrow. He lays each item neatly on top of the dresser and hangs his suit for tomorrow on the butler's chair, the new furniture piece that his mother gave him last Christmas. Eberts lightly dusts off any stray threads from the suit and exits the bedroom, pausing only to give the room one last look to make sure that all is in picture-perfect place.

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Eberts stuffs his sweaty clothes and gym shoes into his gymbag. Jazzercise class had run longer today than normal. He'd have to skip his normal trip to the juice bar to get back on the schedule for today. A regretable decision, he admits. He does enjoy a cool, frosty orange-pineapple drink after a workout...and talking to the new juice girl. He smiles at the thought of their last little chat. "What is her name again?" he wonders, "Traci? Trixie? Trinity! That's it." Not that he could ever bring himself to asking her out on a date. "Mother would have a fit," he thinks to himself. He exits the gym and heads for his car. "Next on the To Do List," he thinks to himself, "grocery shopping."

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Eberts returns home armed with two bags of groceries, both back are fully packed. He walks into his kitchen and begins to put away the groceries in the correct places. All of the inside cabinets, as well as the pantry, are clearly labeled least he forgets, which he hasn't and never does. All of the 4 basic food groups are well represented. As he reaches into the bottom of the first bag, he spots the package of Oreos. Eberts knew he shouldn't have bought them. Yet, the idea of cookies, chocolate cookies with a rich non-nutritious filling, being in his home was just too sinful to resist. The thought of eating one right now entered his brain like a slow virus. "Groceries first then sweets," he said aloud. Eberts continued to put away the rest of the groceries, but kept the Oreos on the counter in plain view.

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Albert starts to cook his dinner in his usual fashion. First he dons his "Kiss the Cook" apron. Next he gets out his trusty cookbook, and then he gets out all the ingredients necessary for the meal. Finally Eberts retrieves the essential cooking utensils. He has decided on a simple fair tonight, since he will be going out this evening. Eberts decides on having roast duck breast with a lime marinade, herbed garlic potatoes and candied carrots, whole-wheat rolls, and for dessert, vanilla bean frozen yogurt with chocolate ganache and crushed Oreos. Nothing too complex. Eberts starts cooking.