Snack Foods

I am not pregnant, but lately my appetite and cravings have BEEN OUT OF CONTROL.  I want to EAT…and a lot.  I thought I had this whole craving thing licked until the following actually happened this afternoon…sigh…

Nice Woman:  “Excuse me ma’am, you have a pretzel stuck to your jacket.”

Me: (Mom no longer shocked by what is slathered, stuck, spilt, spit up, or smeared on my clothing):  “Oh really?  Thanks.” 

At that point I plucked the pretzel from the side of my jacket and held it in my hand.  As I stared at the pretzel I began to face an internal struggle of epic proportions.  All I could think was yummy!

Lord help me I wanted to EAT THE PRETZEL. 

I wanted to eat the pretzel,  but I KNEW I should throw it away.   I held the cute little snack food in my hand for what seemed like an eternity, throw away or eat…throw away or eat…throw away or eat, my mind raced like a runaway freight train in my head.  Chooooo-chooooo…EAT EAT EAT…NO GROSS…THROW AWAY THROW AWAY THROW AWAY!!! 

I gulped, smiled meekly at the Nice Woman and tossed the cute little snack food in the trash.  Bye-bye little random pretzel with your crunchy goodness that I have no idea where you came from or how you got stuck to my jacket.  I survived.  I did the right thing.  The craving had passed.  I was so proud of myself I went and ate an entire pizza.

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