Day 86: Thou shalt not covet

I was standing in line at the grocery store today when two women who looked to be well into their 50s got in line behind me. The first thing they put on the conveyor belt was some chocolate almond ice cream, followed quickly by two 12-packs of beer and some serious-looking red meat.

I, with my skyrocketing cholesterol, could care less about the beer. I could even pass up the red meat. But the ice cream -- well, that's another story.

I'd love a dish of chocolate ice cream right now, but I don't dare. I wondered as I waited in line if those two women were blessed, as some of my siblings are, with naturally low cholesterol. Or maybe the women had long since decided to quit worrying about the impact their dietary habits were having on their health.

All of which left me wondering if there will ever come a time when I can eat what I want to eat -- say, when I'm pushing 90.

Maybe in 30 years they'll have found a way to make nonfat ice cream taste like the real deal.