Today as I walked through Wal-Mart with my father, I looked down and noticed that my stomach was pooching a little more than normal. I proceeded to say, “Well heck, there’s so much food in there people probably think I’m pregnant.” My dad then proceeded to offer up a sensible explanation, “That’s what happens you eat out almost every day.” This happened to hold true. Over the course of this last week I have consumed several fast food meals, excessive amounts of Coke (which might I add is delicious), at least 3 ice cream cones from McDonalds, an appetizer meal at Logan’s Roadhouse, and a nice lunch from Olive Garden. I personally have no problem indulging in countless Fatty foods back-to-back for seven days straight. My belly however, feels a little differently. I couldn’t even finish the hamburger and baked potato that was cooked for dinner! I know I generally encourage the enjoyment of ANYTHING unhealthy, but today my fellow Fatty’s, I have hit rock bottom.
Oh, who are we kidding!? That’s impossible! I mean sure, I may have over-stepped by boundaries and slipped into a small Fatty-coma, but everyone has their moments right? I sure hope so! From those crispy potato skins and mozzarella sticks to my all-time favorite cheese-ravioli, I certainly have enjoyed every meal I’ve eaten this week and that’s exactly how a Fatty should feel on a Saturday evening. Perfectly content and satisfied with your week of food. What were your favorite meals you ate this week? Let me know in the comments and maybe I’ll a try a few and even write about them 🙂
Love & Cookies,