And I only call it that because that’s kinda what it feels like from my perspective. The cravings, dare I say, have started, and it is now definitely in my best interest to satisfy any given craving before it disappears and is replaced by something at the other end of the food spectrum. Case in point: I got a text from the “baby mama” this morning requesting that I pick up some Jeremiah’s italian ice on my way home from class. Not one and a half minutes later, I got another text revising her previous choice to a “big red apple”. That would just taste SOOO yummy right now!
Were we talking in person, this would be the time that I would simply smile and nod.
The trend continued on throughout the day (halting briefly between 5 and 9 for a short nap), culminating at around 11 tonight. The finale started with pancakes, on through rotisserie chicken, and finally settling on two crunchy taco supremes with a cherry pepsi and cinammon twists from Taco Bell. And a partridge in a pear tree. Please keep your hands and arms inside the car at all times, and thank you for riding the Baby Bump Extreme.
