There is a main road near my house that has a row of fast food chains, including my beloved McDonald's. I can't drive on this road without thinking I should stop by. And now its been long enough that part of me would feel real free about rationalizing doing it. This is the power of addiction. It is so ingrained in me that fast food has got to be part of my life. I don't want to have to think about french fries and McNuggets every time I drive on this road. But I've realized that I have to go through it to get through it. I have programmed myself to think about it and to stop and eat it. I have to reprogram myself, and it's gonna take time. Pretending that it is not a problem doesn't help anyone.
So I made it through another drive without stopping for the oh so tasty fat and grease. I went to the grocery store and ransacked the produce department. I think I have every vegetable I could possibly want. It really is satisfying to see a grocery cart full of nourishment. It makes me feel good to know what is going to go into my body and that its gonna help it instead of just being dealt with. I like thinking about how my body must be loving all these wonderful vitamins and nutrients. I wish I could apologize to it for 32 years of mistreatment.
I also saw this commercial for a new Velveeta shells and cheese skillet meal. It just makes me so sad that they are acting like it is some delicious homemade alternative to eating out. IT IS CHEMICALS!! Chemicals and processed flour. Nothing in nature is that color or that consistency. I'm not saying that I wouldn't eat it, because I'm a food addict and it looks delicious. But let us at least be honest about what we are selling here. It is not a family meal.