Last year, about this time, I heard someone say that they went the whole year without eating a cookie. I was really impressed and thought, what could I do that with? I picked french fries because they are probably the least nutritional thing I eat and I love them. The soggy ones, the ones that no one else in the family likes so they always gladly handed theirs to me. I like crispy fries, but I love the soggy ones.
At first it was hard, I felt deprived watching other people eating french fries. It put me in a bad mood eating with french fry eaters. This is dumb I thought, this self imposed french fry ban. So I ate some. I felt horrible. It isn't a sin to eat french fries I know, but I felt horrible. It doesn't matter to anyone else, my family might even be happy I am back to eating fries, but I felt horrible. I had let myself down, it is bad enough if someone lets you down, but I had done it to myself. No fry has made it past my lips since.
As the year has gone on it has actually become easy to avoid the fries. Since I have a pretty heavy hand in where we go out to eat we don't go to fast food burger places very often. Burger places have a lot of other options for sides now at no extra cost so it isn't like I am deprived. I have noticed that Dad and the kids don't order fries very often anymore either. Monkey see, monkey do? Maybe. Hopefully. I would love to report that we don't even eat fast food but we do, we switched to tacos.
Now I have to decide, do I or don't I eat them this next year? I am thinking probably not.