It's really sad that I can get so excited over something so incredibly meaningless. Well, it's not meaningless to me.
My sister and her boyfriend are coming over for dinner. I have been thinking about dinner all week. The thought of eating my family spaghetti sauce is making my mouth water. I can't freakin' wait!
So, yes, I am excited about spaghetti sauce. You know what else I am excited about? McDonald's cheeseburgers. And nachos (with lots of salsa and sour cream). And lasagna. And V-8 juice. Now, what do all these things have in common? Ding ding ding! Tomatoes! I love tomatoes and can't get enough of them lately. Actually, most every other food sounds disgusting to me with the exception of the items listed above. Granted, I have only indulged in a cheeseburger once. I certainly can't make a habit of it otherwise I would end up weighing 800 pounds.
So, in between being nauseous and tired, I want to eat. But only if food sounds good. Normally, I am a huge sweets person. Not during this pregnancy. I don't really want any sweets. My husband mentioned a sundae the other night and I about hurled.
A word to the wise: Don't talk too much about food around pregnant women. You might just get punched.
Now, if 6:00 would come quickly! I want my spaghetti!