Today’s menu: chicken nuggets, carrots, bread, mixed fruit cup, milk
The blinding blue chicken nugget glare is from florescent light and outside light coming in and hitting the leftover bit of plastic on the container. It’s like they just got blessed by a higher power. Let’s hope so for my sake.
Guess what? I drank the juice from the fruit cup and left the fruit. I just wanted to. The nuggets were consumed with copious amounts bbq sauce. The carrots were warm, almost hot and it felt terrific to feel them slip down my throat. Hot food is so comforting to me. And I dove into my personal stash of peanut butter and slathered up both slices of bread. Peanut butter on bread reminds me of my childhood….yum.
Just so it’s perfectly clear: I could go the rest of my life without eating another chicken nugget. This is the tenth chicken nugget meal I’ve eaten (that number does not include the chicken patties I’ve also consumed). I have ingested more chicken nuggets over the past five months than I have in my entire life. I’ve probably had chicken nuggets twice in the past 10 years.
In fact, I never eat fast food (no Mc*Donalds, no Wendy’s, no Taco Bell, etc). I’m not saying I always eat healthy, but when we choose a “faster” food option, we go with sub shops, local diners and greasy spoons, or ethnic restaurants (Asian, Mexican, etc). The school lunch meal pattern was foreign to me….and now I’m sucking down fruit cup juice. What happened to me?
Dr. Susan Rubin commented today, “180 days a year for 12 years is NOT moderation.”
She’s right. I think 180 days a year for 12 years is inundation!