I have two girls (7 and 3) and have been married for 10 years. While I am blessed with everything, there is a lack of sanity that I need to write about. This is my blog that two dear friends (Heidi and Sue) said that I could accomplish..thank you. If you are offended, you may not want to read any further. Comments are welcome and thanks for stopping by...
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Monday, May 14, 2012
My outside may say skinny but my soul screams full fat with whip.
Have french fries become the national symbol of obesity? Since my attention was fully on the kid with his mother's boob on Time, I didn't even notice Newsweek's cover. It showed a baby, perhaps a year, holding a container of fries. The headline was about this child's likelihood of growing up obese..hence the french fries. He could have been holding something else, a donut, a cookie, a slice of pizza. Nope..fries. Frequently, when I see a story on obesity, fries are displayed. A black bar covering the eater's eyes but what they are eating? Yup, plain as day..about 5 getting shoved in at once.
By no means, do I think the subject of obesity is funny. What I do find interesting are the same "bad foods" especially for teens that are mentioned: fried foods and soda. (Dude, yesterday, I saw a 24 oz can of Mountain Dew. Couldn't believe it. Started talking to myself right there in Aisle 5 of Shaws) But there is one that seems to be slipping under the radar. Have you noticed who is in line during your morning Starbucks run? There are just as many high school students as adults and they are getting what I call a liquid cupcake in a cup--the frappacino. Similar to a large McD's french fries in calorie count, it does have that zip of caffeine that just says Good Morning..
For me, the frappacino is as deadly to me at 3:30, as a bottle of wine is at 6:30. I try to avoid them strictly because I run at lunch. Running and then buying one of these drinks make my exercise efforts futile. And yes, you can make them skinny. My outside may say skinny but my soul screams full fat with whip. Last week, I succumb to the pressure. Starbucks was having a happy hour where all fraps were half off. So I go down to our local Starbucks and decide to get my moneys worth. I get a venti with whip. The size of the cup could have doubled for an infant tub. I was embarrassed to carry it back to my desk--so obscene. But I didn't want to waste, I drank that bad boy so fast that my head was killing me from the brain freeze for a good hour. Yeah, that won't happen again..for about six months.
Watching kids drink this stuff day after day..they need to stay away from that.pretty soon their pants will be venti.
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