On several occasions I have lamented the addition of artificial colors, flavors, and preservatives to our food. I have condemned those who let their children eat garbage everyday. I am relatively careful about what we eat, but as the Easter season draws near I find that I cannot resist some base desire for Whopper brand Robin Eggs. I'm just as embarrassed about this obsession as I am about my Tab addiction. On Tuesday, I saw the first of the Robin Eggs at the grocery store. I was not looking for them. I promise. I do have some pride. Nevertheless, the Robin Eggs were placed so I couldn't miss them and I couldn't resist.
I have eaten the whole bag. The children helped, but I feel sure that I consumed most of them. I feel sick - Heavy, sluggish, and just plain disgusting, but if there were any Eggs left, I would eat them.
I am weak. I am a hypocrite.