When we lived in New York, we would go to McD's 2 or 3 times a month, but since moving, we haven't been there once. We were pretty proud of ourselves and of our great will-power. However, today that all changed. I woke up CRAVING a cheeseburger and that craving stayed with me all day. I tried to fight it, but to no avail. At the end of the day, I had a choice: Eat everything in the house to try and quell the raging craving beast, or give in and go to the golden arches. Convincing Husband took about 3.3 seconds. A short drive later, we were in fast food heaven! Now a mere 20 minutes after eating the delicious goodness, Husband informs me that his chest is constricting, and my stomach does not feel well. Probably not a good thing, but it should pass. If not, maybe another run to McD's is the answer!