Man....what's up with calling it "morning sickness" if it doesn't hit until 3? This past weekend, Josh and I went to Newport, RI with our friends, Mary and Derek Staples. We had a great time, but man, once 2:30 hit, I was down for the count. I made it through Breakers and a short jaunt on the cliff walk, but soon after I was hurting for certain. Not to mention the slightly soggy lobster and avacado salad I ate at Diego's was starting to make my stomach turn.
Luckily, for me (and Josh), I passed out in the car on the drive back. However, I was pleasantly awoken by Josh taking a snap shot of my lovely self; neck contorted, mouth wide open with double chin exposition in full affect. We had a deal that those days were over. Not a good move, Josh, not a good move.
I can't get over how specific my cravings are. In RI, all I wanted was salty avacado (minus the lobster...ugh). Today, it's cottage cheese. Random. But boy, I am useless after 3. And if the food of choice is not available at that time.....look out! Good thing I wind up at work around 4 because it's getting a little dicey. Maybe I'll make some burgers!
Luckily, for me (and Josh), I passed out in the car on the drive back. However, I was pleasantly awoken by Josh taking a snap shot of my lovely self; neck contorted, mouth wide open with double chin exposition in full affect. We had a deal that those days were over. Not a good move, Josh, not a good move.
I can't get over how specific my cravings are. In RI, all I wanted was salty avacado (minus the lobster...ugh). Today, it's cottage cheese. Random. But boy, I am useless after 3. And if the food of choice is not available at that time.....look out! Good thing I wind up at work around 4 because it's getting a little dicey. Maybe I'll make some burgers!
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