I just made the biggest mistake of my life. Well, if by "life" I mean "day" and if by "mistake" I mean "gut-wrenching error in judgement". When I woke up this morning I realized I desperately needed to go grocery shopping. I had nothing to eat, not even peanut butter (Gary) and so I threw a baggie of cereal, a yogurt, an apple, and a snack-sized can of tuna into my bag for lunch and figured I'd deal with it later.
By noon I was starving, by 1 I was wasting away. At 2pm CST I decided enough was enough, and pointedly made my way to the vending machine. Greeted by a lot of foods with hyphenated names and unpronounceable ingredients, I went for the unassuming "Grandma's Cookies". You've seen them, the ones with the little old lady on the package, saying, "Hey little girl, come here and sample my tasty cookies! They are so moist and delicious, don't you want one?"
I did indeed, and in 2 minutes the cookies were bought and wholly devoured. And now at 2:32pm CST, I feel like crap. I mean absolute utter crap. See, I'm that girl who shops at Whole Foods, the one who spends $35/week on fruit, vegetables, and chicken breasts. I'm not fanatical, but I don't really do the processed foods thing anymore, and I love cooking things from scratch. In short, I don't do convenience.
Unfortunately my stomach has decided against "convenience" too, and so I'm leaning miserably over my desk, pursing my lips and praying for 53 more minutes of resolve before I run out of here to puke in peace.
Moral of the story: Grandma cookies are made of people! They're people!!
1 comment:
I believe in a balanced lifestyle. By that, of course, I mean I can and will eat anything that I can find.
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