So, I’ve really been trying to stay away from McDonalds. I know the shit is horrible for me and rots out your insides.

With that said, on the way to appointment #3 for the morning we had to pick up lunch in a hurry because Graem was cracking and I wasn’t far behind her.

We pulled into the not-so-lovely - McDonald’s. I looked at the menu and contemplated getting the Quarter Pounder meal (used to be #3 and has since moved to the #2 on the “value meal”). But I just couldn’t get my mind off of the DOUBLE Quarter Pounder meal…

The guy asked what I’d like and I blurted out “DOUBLE POUNDER, please”. Of course, I was already getting the effects of my double pounder meal without even ingesting it! I had to retract my words and ask for the double quarter pounder meal. I mean it only makes sense to save a little money by getting the meal, right? That’s why they call it a VALUE meal.

After getting Graem’s happy meal and my big ass hamburger meal I was shocked to feel the weight of the bag. Damn.

I got Graem set up in the back seat and threw a few chicken nuggets and rootbeer her way. (I know, not good.)

Then I went right at my burger. I can honestly say I don’t know how I was able to conquer it all…but it was gone within a matter of seconds. In fact, if you know geography in Ithaca….it was gone before I was able to get to the first stop light at Triphammer Mall and Triphammer Road.

As if that wasn’t enough for my lousy diet today - I also snarfed down all of the fries!

What could be better than washing it all down with a delicious egg nog milkshake!

Of course, this meal was all after an appointment with the nutritionist and her telling me how proud she was that I had only gained 3 pounds so far in the pregnancy.

A girl’s got to celebrate, right?