If we are what we eat, I'm an Oreo milkshake.

What I eat has a huge effect on how I look and feel. My diet pretty much affects everything from my complexion, my energy levels, and (*gasp*) my weight.

Shocking, right?!

Overall, I did solidly today diet-wise. (In this case diet refers to what I'm eating, and not what I'm not eating.)

Or I at least I was doing well until we picked up the bro from the airport and he was starving. (That sentence shows how talented I am with words.) He had been traveling most of his life - since about midnight our time - to return from the absolute madhouse that was D.C.

Not surprisingly, the one bagel with cream cheese he consumed did not fill him up, so Jack-in-the-Box, here we come.

This is when I learned a couple of interesting things.

First, Jacks has started listing caloric info on their drive thru display. This may be true, or required, of all fast food restarants but I'm kind of clueless.

Second, my regular sized Oreo shake contained 700+ calories. Unfortunate. That's probably about a third of the calories I should be consuming during the day.

I just couldn't help myself though. My throat is dry and scratchy (I think I might be getting sick) and the thought of ice cream was too delicioius to pass us.

Do you blame me? 'Cuz I sure do.

But it was totally worth it. As long as I don't have any problems with a shortened, less healthy life. Maybe I'll think twice next time.

The only good news, I didn't actually finish the thing. So maybe it was only 500-ish calories.

I'm clinging to that slim hope, that's for sure.