Fighting the Whopper
by Weam Namou
I think I gained a few pounds. Actually, I know I have. My jeans felt tight today. I tried to remember if they were newly washed. Nope. I kept trying to find excuses to this recent change of size when the reality was I haven’t gone to the gym in a long time.
I took my kids and my nieces to Burger King, as I promised I would if they played in the basement for a little while and left me alone. I ordered food for everyone but myself. I was determined not to eat fast food, just to drink coffee and work on my laptop. Then one of my nieces came up to me. “I want a Whopper too,” she said.
It was a tricky situation. I had a buy-one-get-one coupon. Do I let the coupon go to waste or do I risk getting the extra whopper and eating it. I figured wasting a coupon was not a wise housewife thing to do, so I ended up with two whoppers by the time I returned to the table. I took my seat and worked on the computer, writing away while wondering who was going to eat that extra whopper. I’ll give it to my husband, that’s what I’ll do, I decided. Or I’ll drop it off to my mom’s house. She’ll think that’s such a nice daughterly gesture. It was settled. Someone else was going to eat the whopper and I’ll get extra brownie points for thinking of them.
Before walking out of Burger King, I took one of the kids’ empty drink cups and refilled it up with lemonade, my favorite drink when eating out. That should have been a warning. In the car, I thought what a bad idea it was to give my mother an unhealthy sandwich. My husband should eat this sandwich, I decided, as I parked the car in the garage. Inside the house, the lights were all off. My husband was taking a nap. I quickly went inside, started the fireplace, added jalapeno peppers and mustard on the whopper and sat beside the fireplace with my lemonade. I gobbled that sandwich like I had not eaten for days. Even though it was cold by now, it was delicious. I was so happy to have lost to the whopper.
By the way, the Whopper was created in 1957 by Burger King founder James McLamore and sold for 37 cents.
How could I not comment on this?! LOL Oh, I have done similar myself. That darn buy one, get one coupon does me in too. Once in a while husband and I have a craving for it. If I didn’t have the coupon, I might refrain from the temptation easier. But I admit it. As a senior citizen I have found my will power went out the door and never came back. And I need to lose weight!
I noticed that when I was younger I would actually feel guilty after indulging in heavy-duty food. Now-a-days I just say, “Screw it!” Not sure yet which is the better attitude to take.