at 8am.

Last night, I was in the tub looking at my stomach thinking……i really have GOT to lay off the McDs, cokes, cheesecake binges………you get the point. I promised myself I would be very careful from falling into the McDonald’s trap when I dropped Charlotte off in the morning.

HOWEVER, I had a free Extra Value Breakfast meal that I won off a coke yesterday and it couldn’t hurt to use it…I mean, it was going to expire in November.

So I drop Charlotte off (who incidentally says her stomach hurts this morning, we put her to bed with no dinner because she refused to eat what we were eating, which was just chicken parmesan and noodles, pears, and steamed vegis-NOT poison as she claims) at school and go over there. I decide to go inside. I never, ever go inside, especially in the morning, but I didn’t want to yell through the thing that my meal was free, so I just decided to go in and give it to them.

I pick out the sausage burrito wraps, hash-brown, and soda I am addicted to and get it and am walking out back to my car. Then a homeless guy approaches me. “Ma’am, do you have any change you can give me?” Now, truly, it must be hard to be homeless in today’s day and age, because its all credit cards and debit cards. I don’t even carry a purse. Scratch that. I don’t even OWN a purse. Sometimes I see a quarter and its one I have never seen before. That’s how little cash I carry.

I just looked at him and handed him my bag and said, “I don’t have change, but you can have my breakfast. But you cant have my coke, because I’m addicted to caffeine and ill get a headache.” (I’m sure he needed to know that, right?) He was pretty grateful.

After I left I thought, I should have peeled off my McDonalds Monopoly things, what if that was the 1million dollar sticker? Oh well, I am pretty blessed to even get into a car and go home to a house (with heat on because its 39 outside), so even if it was, I suppose it wasn’t meant for me.

Talk about God telling me to put back the McDonalds today, huh.