Chilis, Spasghetti and Ancient Mammal Carcass
So, I haven't experienced any unusual cravings yet. There are no late night ice-cream runs or midday pickle eating contests. I think the most unique thing I ate was the other night at Chilis when I ordered fajitas and a side of fries. (For some reason, I couldn't do without them). Now the thought of fries makes me sick... the fajitas still sound yummy. The most surprising outcome of the pregnancy is knowing what I want, when I want it. Most times I would spend hours with a friend deciding on where we should dine. Fights have broken out with the end result "I DON'T CARE, JUST PICK!". Only producing more anxiety the next time we went out.
Now, it's simple. James lets me know what he wants. For example, my friend Kelly and I decided to catch up at dinner. That morning, she asked me where I would like to go and I told her I would let her know. Sure enough, around the afternoon, I told her that I wanted Old Spaghetti Factory and that I wanted the half Mizithra and half meat sauce. What can I say, the man knows what he wants. (Not the healthiest, but we'll work on that. For now, I'm just happy to keep things down.)
Sarrah asked me the other night what I wanted. I told her, wonton soup. She said it was too cold outside.... hm. I guess there is a downside to craving things and not having a man to run out and get it. I wonder if cavemen had to run out and hunt down mammoth because the lady had to have it!
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