Hay for Bread

For the past three weeks or so it has been full steam ahead for the nurse in me. I figure that in this age of economic and employment woes, I might as well make hay while the sun shines, thank you Lord. I even get a few free meals thrown in. At home I would adamantly refuse to eat some of the foods that I devour with relish at work when they are available for free. Tonight I ate a greasy, salty grilled (probably fried in lard) processed ham and processed cheese sandwich. I snub my nose at artificial, processed foods when I am in the grocery story but in another setting...yum. Maybe I can make up for it later with a nice healthy glass of carrot juice.