I remember once upon a time when I could hardly wait for the weekend because that was when we would get fast food of some sort and I would get a break from cooking. It's been a while since we have done that, and the last months have been trying really hard NOT to do that, preferring to spend that money on more healthy foods.
Well, today I took the easy road because the kids and I were hungry and I didn't want to drag them all into Subway so we went to McDonalds. Oh how I regret that! Almost instantly after eating the last fry I started feeling nauseous, and now 5 hours later don't feel much better. Blech. It is a good reminder, I suppose that that crap does not belong anywhere near my body! It is sad to think that it actually tasted good once upon a time.
