Extra Fire Sauce, Please

So, know what I had for lunch today? Taco Bell...mmmm.... I have a fast food monkey on my back- I'll admit it. I don't eat fast food daily or anything (about once a week), but I do crave it at times. A frosty, a quarter pounder, a chicken chalupa, waffle fries...all good stuff.

You know, my husband has family members that have never eaten fast food. Ever! EVER! I can't imagine. And those that have had it, have only had it like once or twice and didn't like it. That's like saying -"I don't like rainbows." or "I hate butterflies." It just doesn't make sense to me. Now, don't me wrong...I'm not making fun at all, in fact I totally admire this decision...I just don't understand it.

I know they're probably better off. My arteries are probably already clogging up with fat (yum!), but I really can't help myself. I was born into a family that loves fast food. I mean -we embrace it for all it's wonderfulness. "Dollar menu" and "full meal deals" have been part of our vocabulary for as long as I remember. Of course, so has "high blood pressure" and "diabetes". Hmmm....

Anyway, right now, as far as I know, except for several pounds of flab (another "yum" moment), I'm a-ok health-wise. So, I'm going to embrace my taco supreme with fire sauce and pray that I will live to enjoy it another day.:-)