It is no secret to the regular readers of this blog that Taco Bell is a favorite of mine. So earlier this year when a lawsuit was filed against them in regards to the quality of their meat - I was paying attention. On the one hand, I was under no delusions about the nature of fast food (my only excuse being - well, I'm okay so far), but the claims of this lawsuit did seem to drop below even my more lenient of standards.
So the lawsuit was dropped by the law firm pursuing it even went to trial. I, for one, am happy to hear that yes, they use real meat in their food. Not only can I go back to guiltlessly eating their food (errm on occaision, with moderation ahem), it sort of makes me feel good to know that with all the corporation scandals and shady buisness going on in the world - at least we are eating what we think we are eating at Taco Bell.
So, all that said, Taco Bell PR people are making a move to regain some of their well sought after reputation of being the beacon of food integrity (haha): See this ad. I'm not sure what to think of it myself - my first reaction is that it seems a little overkill, but I'm no one's PR expert... so you tell me!
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Also, in regards to my last post - the thoughtful comments were wonderful - many thanks!
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Divorce - or I might as well just say it.
Divorce is the end of a marriage. Unlike other relationships I have been in marriage is legal, it is binding and it is meant to be for life. When you get a divorce, there is no way to get around the publicity, the coming to terms with yourself, the and the explanations to others. It's tiresome, to say the least.
The most difficult thing about coming to terms with my divorce, has been coming to terms with my marriage. I've had a hard time placing why I even married the man I did and what exactly was going through my mind at the time. However, I am going to try.
For one, very few people in my world have gotten a divorce. Growing up, it was impressed upon me that divorce was so despicable that it only happened to those who were absolutely rotten or married someone absolutely rotten. I figured since neither my previous husband or me weren't "absolutely rotten" (and we aren't) divorce was a literal impossibility.
Two, I didn't waste any time. Even at the ripe old age of 24 I was the oldest in my relations to be wed (And to my knowledge, a record that has yet to be beat). So at the ripe old age 23, I was worthlessly desperate to get married. This sense of expedience to walk down the aisle failed me in the area of asking reasonable questions, and making sure to take proper steps... and those sorts of healthy things. To add to this point, I will add that I met, got engaged and got married to my husband within the course of less than a year.
As one would imagine, I was still figuring myself out when I got married. Since then, I have changed careers, changed religious philosophies, altered my politics, and a whole lot more. It's fair to say that the person I was three years ago and the person I am today made decisions rather differently.
While divorce is whole cocktail of mixed emotions, I have to say embarrassment is one that I often feel. The main thing that keeps me from getting buried under it, is the realization that it won't due me any good.
If this post reeks of regret, than I should be sure to clarify that I am incredibly pleased with the road my life is on these days. I have many good meals to be eating, and most of all many good people to share them with. Not to mention the irreplaceable feeling of contentment that comes with knowing you are in the right place for today.
The most difficult thing about coming to terms with my divorce, has been coming to terms with my marriage. I've had a hard time placing why I even married the man I did and what exactly was going through my mind at the time. However, I am going to try.
For one, very few people in my world have gotten a divorce. Growing up, it was impressed upon me that divorce was so despicable that it only happened to those who were absolutely rotten or married someone absolutely rotten. I figured since neither my previous husband or me weren't "absolutely rotten" (and we aren't) divorce was a literal impossibility.
Two, I didn't waste any time. Even at the ripe old age of 24 I was the oldest in my relations to be wed (And to my knowledge, a record that has yet to be beat). So at the ripe old age 23, I was worthlessly desperate to get married. This sense of expedience to walk down the aisle failed me in the area of asking reasonable questions, and making sure to take proper steps... and those sorts of healthy things. To add to this point, I will add that I met, got engaged and got married to my husband within the course of less than a year.
As one would imagine, I was still figuring myself out when I got married. Since then, I have changed careers, changed religious philosophies, altered my politics, and a whole lot more. It's fair to say that the person I was three years ago and the person I am today made decisions rather differently.
While divorce is whole cocktail of mixed emotions, I have to say embarrassment is one that I often feel. The main thing that keeps me from getting buried under it, is the realization that it won't due me any good.
If this post reeks of regret, than I should be sure to clarify that I am incredibly pleased with the road my life is on these days. I have many good meals to be eating, and most of all many good people to share them with. Not to mention the irreplaceable feeling of contentment that comes with knowing you are in the right place for today.
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