Bugs, Cookies, and other weird stories

Here is what pregnancy does to me, a small recap of the past few days:

1. Saturday night, dinner at the in-laws. Spent an hour, at least, watching MIL cook dinner. It looked and smelled great.

Fast forward 5 minutes later, to eating dinner. OMG gag. I felt bad, I could barely eat half of it and literally had to turn my chair sideways so I didn't have to look directly at it.

2. Last night I made Spaghetti, C and I sit down to eat it. Like 5 bites into swear there is a bug in my mouth!!!!! A BUG!!!!!!!! I gag, spit, flair, run around the house trying to drink a gallon of water, and basically ruin dinner for both of us.

(btw I don't know if it was a bug, I must have swallowed it)

3. I want waffles SO FREAKING BAD.

4. I have the attention span of a gnat.

5. I ate a cheeseburger for lunch today. I normally would never prefer a cheeseburger.

I ate it with tater-tots.



I started panicking when I had eaten half of them.

I started tearing up when I only had 2 left.

And I wanted to throw up and vowed never to eat tater-tots again when I'd eaten the last one.

6. I just finished a big soft peanut butter cookie, and now I never want another one.

I am annoy myself.