A ROMANCE WITH FAST FOOD

 

Once upon a time there was a little girl, she lived in a big city, on a street block, in a neighborhood filled with excitement.  She rode her bike, she played in the backyard, and chased her brother where ever he ventured, when she could keep up of course. Winter brought on ice castles, and igloos built by her brother and herself, with hours of playing that seemed never ending.  She took piano lessons with her sister riding to her destination on the back of a Schwinn bicycle passing busy streets...so exciting! There was the mall on those Saturday afternoons and the summer visits to nearby camping grounds with lakes, where she defied the elements of "floating".   Yes she was a strong willed little dreamer,  hearing music on a radio that wasn't there on her sisters Schwinn, the one she would borrow to go around the block.  She would lay on the grass in her front yard under an apple tree, gazing at the planes going by and would immediately be swept away in thought to a place she had never been.  Paris, France or Mexico, such a wild imagination.

And then......... she was swept away to a barren land, a land she had never seen before even in her wildest imagining.  The animals were different, the plants were different and even the insects had no resemblance to what she was used to.
  Such a change, brought on a change. A change in this little girl.  I'm sure she couldn't tell you the exact time or place it started happening, it just did.  Her curiosity and imagination was still there...... only emanated itself in a different manner now.
And that's when it happened, slowly at first, but then took solid root in this little girls life...... her romance with fast food.  Now this fast food romance didn't start with the big chain restaurants as her new City did not occupy the big guys just yet.  But fast food none the less.  Ding Dongs, Twinkies, candy and chips filled her empty days, after all it was too hot to go play. Did I mention the heat in her new barren land?  This heat was ridiculous and  brought on a craving for frozen treats.   Neapolitan ice-cream and bullet bars were just a few of her favorites.
As time drew on, she grew on, which became quite unfortunate, because these days were quickly becoming the ones of boy wonder, and she differed from no other young girl as she quietly dreamed of her prince charming.

Well that wasn't happening just yet due to all those snacks. The double dipping during school lunch didn't help either, brown bagging it and buying off the lunch wagon.  It all played it's ugly tole, and she soon became the queen wallflower at school dances often wondering why that title fit her anyway, after all it was the corner she was standing in and she never wore flowers.

Colonel Sanders was his name, the kind Grandfather type, he was the first of many. And having no grandpas to speak of in her life she quickly found him to be a  comfort with  his savory yet salty taste.  And he was charming to the females, even though he was up there in age.

 

 

 

 

She was well aware that he had others in his life that he gave special attention to, but that didn't matter, he made her feel warm and fuzzy, and that special recipe? It had her at hello.

 Then suddenly, Ronald came out of nowhere, hitting her blindsided with his double decker Big Mac and Fries.  He knew what he was doing, that charm, that smile.

 

 

 

 

 It didn't take long before she was seeing them both on a regular basis.  She tried to make a choice, but she just couldn't. While Colonel Sanders provided her with feelings of stability and warmth, Ronald had a silly way of bringing out her fun side. She did what any young, confused girl would do. She two timed them both.  Feelings of shame and guilt after every rendezvous would sink her poor little heart deeper and deeper into guilt.  It was time to tell them both. It was time to make a decision.
This led to a terrible fist fight, and the outcome was ugly real ugly.

 

 

 

 The Colonel became history and Ronald begged for her to come back, but she had made up her mind. Never again.

 

With that behind her, she sought out a healthier companion, one that would keep her on the right track.  Yes you guessed it none other than Popeye himself.

 

He was perfect for her, he treated her as an equal, and allowed her to feel secure, strong and healthy. She was once again beginning to think clearly and sound, and was happier than she had been in years.  He was the one to keep her on track.  Then one day it happened, his new found business. 
 

 

 

It was too much for her to handle, memories of the past were flooding through her mind. The Colonel..... Ronald...... and before she knew it, she slipped back into bad behavior and two timed  Popeye with none other than.....

 

THE KING HIMSELF

 

 

 

  So hot, so flame broiled, she couldn't resist.  She knew it was wrong, she knew how it would make her feel, but she saw him anyway, day in and day out.  Oh he knew exactly what she was craving. It wasn't long before Popeye was completely out of the picture.  How far she had sunk. Her feelings of shame and poor self image kept her in this cycle of dysfunctional romance over and over again.

 

 

There was Wiener..... need she say more, so spicy and hot between that bun.

 

He took the dump hard. real hard.

 

 And then stooping as low as to three time it with the D.Q. brothers.

Yes they were all a little chilling, but she needed something to cool down the heat.

 

And then Carl.... who could resist those beefy burgers and star quality personality.

 

Arby (who requested to stay anonymous) was something else all together. With his cowboy style meat slung in a different way.

 

And last but not least of her disgusting self indulgence, was

Jack, that's right, Jack.  So sophisticated, so much to offer, she no longer felt a need to go else where.

 

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And then one day it hit her like a ton of bricks

 

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"These men are controlling my life" she sobbed drowning in a bed of tears. And then her eyes were opened! "It's time to dig up this root".

 And immediately she decided to control her own destiny.

She decided to dump them all.

The little girl with the strong will and imagination came back, and she soon realized she could have that Prince, one that would balance her and nurture her and help her grow into  the strong woman that God intended.  And that is exactly what she did. 

She visits her old flames from time to time just to drop in for a quick hello but it's always only for a short while and she remains in control. 

The End