Breakfast of Champions

Well, I'm back at the school today, so I'm up extra early. And you know what, it's extra cold. My hands ached as I gingerly held the steering wheel, hoping for as little contact as possible without careening my car into the icy lake-- which is something, morbidly enough, I think about almost every time I cross the Big Bridge.

True to my Operation: Hot Tub mission, I've been trying to watch my food intake as of late. Unfortunately, when I say I'm watching it, I mainly mean that I'm aware of it... not necessarily tailoring it to my Hot Tub needs. This morning, I'm noshing on a 100-calorie pack of Cheese-Itz... or maybe it's Cheeze-Its... I'm pretty sure there's a 'Z' in there somewhere... and a Diet Mountain Dew. Mmmm, nutrients.

I keep planning on making a grocery store run to stock up on more satisfying options, but it's so gosh-darn cold out and I so hate mass market places... Oh, and I'm extremely lazy, so there's a con. I am craving healthy options, though. The truth is, I don't have a sweet tooth. (My mother just gasped). I am a sweet tooth (feel better, Mom?). I feel like every meal must be followed up with a sugary treat to cleanse my palette (thanks for that genetic gift, Dad). Preferably something chocolate. Furthermore, while some people have an aversion to fast food, believing it to be gross or low-quality or some such nonsense, I love it. Yep, there it is. I love it. Chick-Fil-A: whoa baby, your milkshakes and spicy chicken sandwich make my heart sing. Arby's roast beef sandwich, 'H' yes. Krystal, your burgers are so tiny, I could eat a million-- and I usually give that lofty goal my best shot. And the worst of the worst, Taco Bell. Oh boy, Taco Bell, you are my tummy's delight.

That's what's up. I'm a glutton, and you're disgusted with me now, but I needed to confess that to get to this:

I'm over it. Lately, I'm craving rabbit food. Blame it on my road-diet on the way to and from Tuscaloosa; blame it on the rich Thanksgiving fare of late; whatever the reason, I need lettuce. I need fruit. I need water. I need things that are natural and juicy, God's own sweet gift to me.

Thank goodness the lunchroom is serving chili and corndogs today... Mmm, nature's bounty.