I have an eating problem and have no problem admitting it. I have never left the table with food still on it. In fact, yesterday a co-worker and I went to Taco Bell for lunch. When we sat down at the table I realized someone left their crispy whatevertheyares on the table next to us. When I finished eating I couldn't resist so I ate those too. Is that a sign that my problem is larger than I thought?
After Wally's (this is how our three year old pronounces my oldest son's name) game on Monday night we stopped by McDonalds on the way home. We typically stick with the dollar menu but that night we were feeling fancy so we ordered the 50 piece chicken mcnugget. He ate ten and I ate.....ok, so I only ate 30. I know I could've taken the extra ten but I didn't want my heart to stop while I was driving. I can risk my own life, but not the life of one of my children. Ever since then I haven't been able to get the chicken mcnuggets off my mind. I am dying to try the Chicken McNugget Challenge!!! Maybe the root of the problem is the inspiration I had as a kid watching John Candy in The Great Outdoors trying to tackle the Ol' 96er. Whatever the case may be, I'd love for someone to bring me 50 pieces of sweet sweet poultry so that I can attempt this challenge. Any takers? The way I see it, what's the worst that can happen? I've always wanted to pass away peacefully in my sleep anyway.
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