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Yeah, not sure about putting the P-word out there in the title like that, but I doubt that it will bring too many more crazies to my blog than years of blogging already has. Yes, I’m thinking of you, “blanket bondage” searcher. That’s disturbing.

But really, as much as our culture is clearly obsessed with sex, we’re also equally obsessed with food. Somewhere along the line after “Praise God, the wheat harvest survived the hail storm,” we turned food from being just a necessity to also being a fashion  statement, a security blanket, and something to tickle our desired to be entertained.

Since I’ve really tried to make an effort to knock down my food idol, I’ve noticed that I have to watch what I consume. Of course I have to watch what I consume with my mouth, but I also have to watch what I consume with my eyes. On a couple occasions, I’ve had physically turn myself away from an advertisement.

Now that I’m paying attention, I notice just how many advertisements there are for food. Not just on television, though those are the worst, but also on the radio, on billboards, and in front of every other business you drive past. For me, the biggest temptation is the breakfast item that starts with a D and is round. I don’t even want to name it; it’s too tempting.

I’m hoping that these things will be less of a temptation as time goes on. Then again, these food items might always be a struggle for me. I just know I need to take it a day at a time.