I gave myself the sniffles with bad food,
And now I have a snotty attitude!
September 28, 2016
I blame this on two factors: insufficient Vitamin C, combined with the deliciousness of those famous cookies that everyone loves, but shouldn’t consume in the quantities that I purposely ingested Tuesday night. When I carped to a friend that the commercials never warn about these miserable long term side effects, she laughingly replied, “Oh, but I bet it felt soooooo gooooood at the time.” Yep. It did. Sin usually does. Sigh.
To compensate for the shortness of the poem, I seem to be waxing lyrical: right now I am remembering Wormwood’s comment to Screwtape (or, is it the reverse? — looks like it may be time to re-read the book) in C.S. Lewis’ The Screwtape Letters that his organization had never been able to actually create new pleasures, only corrupt the pleasures that “The Enemy” created to bless mankind. Food for thought.