My names is Whiskey Tango and I have an addiction.
I don't know what is wrong with me but I can't help it! My oldest offspring calls my addiction "Fast Fooding." I've tried over and over to stop buying fast food but I can't. I think about making lunch or dinner and then those golden arches come into my mind or the taste of Pepsi from Taco Hell teases my taste buds.
I find myself hiding receipts only to be called out when my husband looks at our bank statements. But I can't take all of the blame, he has a problem too and we enable one another. Last week we swore fast fooding off and then what do we do the next day...go to Wing Stop.
This addiction is out of control! Today I make a online promise that after I go to Sonic with Fancy for lunch I won't buy fast food again for the rest of the month..... Wish my fat pregnant butt luck....I can do this!!!!
My order at Sonic consisted of :
My order at Sonic consisted of :
- One large Dr. Pepper
- One order of french toast sticks
- One order of sweet potato tots
- A grilled cheese
I ate it all.....
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| I'm eating a tot, driving and trying to drink my Dr. Pepper...talent!! |
Don't worry Whiskey, I will smuggle you value fries from Wendy's and an occasional grilled cheese from Sonic. I will support your habit for you. My money is your money...oh wait it all belongs to BP! JACK ASS!
ReplyDeleteLove the pic...I wonder what amazing friend you have that took that! haha...also, seriously, I am just laughing about the entire situation, but mainly because you referred to your kid as your "offspring" maybe next time you should use the fruit of your loans. hahahahaha reminds me of CK
ReplyDeleteUm yes I just want to say I almost vomited when I read this one. It would sound gross normally but to early prego quiezy it was more than I could handle!
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