Why did no one ever warn me?

This is going to be a quick post. I am about to go get fetal. In college you learn not to mix your beer with your liquor. But no one ever told me not to mix my fast food. I worked late again today and was starving by the time I went to get O at daycare and just wanted to run through some place fast. Fast food. And there it is, off in the distance, the holy grail...The KFC/ Taco Bell one-two punch. The Cheesy Gordita commercials have been taunting me for the past few weeks. For the first time since I can remember, Taco Bell looked good!!! Is it on account of the fact that I am a super hippie suddenly and aiming towards a whole foods diet? Could be. So I made a hard left into the center and pulled in to the drive thru. So many choices! And then I see it. The KFC side of the menu is touting their new snack sized "bowl" (don't act like you don't know what it is or that you have never wanted to taste one. You know. It is a bowl of mashed potaters, topped with some corn, some popcorn chicken, and shredded cheese. But I'm not done yet - then the bowl is covered with gravy. Boom). Well, that is a start. And it's snack size so I can get the Cheesy Gordita Crunch as well. (A girl's got to have some variety - TDS, you know how we do...holla atcha girl). Heck, let's throw in a Mexi Melt while we're ate it for good measure (in my defense, one of my items is "snack" size so that doesn't count as an entire entree). By the time I get my food, I am so excited! I knew as soon as I got home I would have to get O's dinner ready so that we could eat together and not have my food be a soggy mess. So I stepped on it and hurried home. At last, I sit down to eat. As I work through the "snack" I notice that I am beginning to feel quite full. Could the name have misrepresented itself and led me to eat more then I should? I shake away the thought and eat through the pain. One bite of the Mexi Melt and I knew that was enough of that. This one was way more Mexi then Melt so I set it aside. And then I took my first bite ever of the Cheesy Gordita Crunch - no sour cream. Yes, I think I like it. I'll just have another bite to be sure. Yes, Cheesy Gordita Crunch, I salute you. Wow, the cheese and the crunch! So I had a few more bites. And then it happened. The first of what is sure to be many angry noises from my stomach. I set down what was left of the crunch and pushed my plate away. I don't think my stomach is handling the KFC and the Taco Bell digesting at the same time with the dignity that I think it should. My body doesn't know what to do first. It's calling out for an antacid, pepto, something. O is already in his crib so now I am free to lay perfectly still in my bed in the fetal position. And I will stay there until the pain subsides and dream about how the KFC and Taco Bell should somehow be able to coexist peacefully in my belly. Is this the end of the KFC/Taco Bell for me? I will not surrender that easily. I will manage to conquer the discomfort with proper training and conditioning. So who's with me?