Cravings
I wish I could say there was a pregnancy to go with some of my cravings, but there isn’t and never will be again. So, it’s only oddness, apparently, that drives these overwhelming desires from time to time.
For the last couple of weeks, I’ve been craving pastrami and birthday cake (the sweetest, frostingest kind in the world). Not together. Just…both.
I got…both this weekend. The pastrami was awesome, but I’m still harboring a hankerin’ for it. I fear I always will. The cake? After a (a mille-feuille, if you must), I thought I’d had enough sweet to last me a few years. Nope. Later that night, at the reunion, there was cake. I had a piece and it was as sickeningly sweet and disgusting as I could have ever hoped for. Had I seen this site a couple weeks ago, I might have saved myself a couple hundred calories. Then again, it could have just made everything worse.
I’m off to try sleeping again. No good can come from me being awake and talking of food (or anything else) at the moment.
I’d like to see the ace of cakes guys make a cake that looked like a giant pastrami…
Comment by rob sama — 2009/07/30 @ 05:35
Oh yum!
Comment by DaGoddess — 2009/07/30 @ 09:09
You have sympathy pregnancy cravings for me! How sweet!! I knew you loved me!!
Comment by Gracie — 2009/08/05 @ 12:05
THAT’S WHY! Phew. I thought I was going crazy. It’s your pregnancy that’s doing it! Except…I haven’t craved cream soda yet….
How are you feeling?
Comment by DaGoddess — 2009/08/05 @ 16:09