My Poor Husband

Eric is such a trooper. In an effort to please my aching, starving belly, he would call me every day and ask what I wanted for dinner. I would tell him, and by the time I got home, my earlier choice was now revolting to me.  When I thought I was craving something, it either ended up being a huge disappointment or it made me sick.

I can't say that I have any real cravings as of yet,.  However, we have had our fair share of Outback salads lately. Red meat is really appealing to me right now too. Filets are my fav. Why couldn't I yearn for something a little cheaper?

The smell of McDonalds french fries is revolting to me. Milk and cheese are not my friend. And I still love a good piece of cake.

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