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I’m the queen of organic around here. I believe in eating a varied diet that consists of a lot of raw fruits and vegetables. I make smoothies from scratch, juice drinks, bake some of my own breads, make yogurt, and the list goes on. I’m a bit of a health nut. Mind you, I feel perfectly justified in these choices – I’m a firm believer that healthy intake makes for a healthy life.

EXCEPT…

Yep, you had to know it was coming. When I’m under the gun, writing wise, I don’t want a green drink. I don’t want a smoothie.

I want Arby’s. Of all things, that’s it.

Take today, for instance. I’m writing rich content for a professional website, and loving every minute of it, as well as finalizing my project for CampNaNoWriMo. I wrote ALL day long.

Suddenly, at 5:00 p.m., I was fiercely obsessed with a roast beef sandwich from Arby’s and a Doctor Pepper. Not my finest nutritional moment, I’ll grant you, but sometimes you just need to indulge your craving for junk food. (I also believe that, if you don’t have a bit when you want it, you’ll probably gorge yourself later from all of the craving.)

SO, once more into the writing breach we go, now that I’ve satisfied my strange and bizarre fast food moment.

Happy Tuesday, and blessings to you all…