I Get All My Calories from Lard And Sucrose

I looked at the calendar today and realized it is October 14th. I have not really been paying attention but I think I thought it was October 10th today? I think I have thought it was October 10th for about a week. Kind of like for the first few months of this year I thought it was 2006. Not *still* but for the first time.

The trees are all tarted up in red and orange. I went out today without a jacket and had to bounce up and down to keep myself warm while Trombone swung in the swing. He has a swing addiction. He will sit in a swing for half an hour, perfectly happy. It’s fine, I don’t mind, but I am going to start taking a folding chair with me to the park because I don’t need to be standing up that whole time.

Speaking of my lazy ass, my eating habits during this pregnancy are startling. Last time I wanted healthy food – mandarin oranges by the caseload, whole grain toast with butter – but this time it’s much more random and particular to the moment. A few days ago I NEEDED cucumber with a need that was very noisy and needful. And then, just as quickly, my presence was required at the ice cream trough.

Last night we decided to order food in. Usually our conversations are brief about this sort of thing – first, there are only 5 things to choose from in the Mizzle and second, we would have had one of them last week. But last night I was being difficult.

“Chinese?” said SA.
“Nah.”
“Baked lasagna? Ravioli?”
“Nah.”
“Pizza?”
“Nah.”
“Malaysian!”
“Mmm. I don’t think I feel like any kind of Asian.”

So we went up to the supermarket and got some groceries. As we walked in the door, suddenly I felt an overwhelming urge to find the frozen mozzarella sticks.

And once I found the frozen mozzarella sticks it was just a couple of inches to the frozen potstickers, frozen empanadas and frozen “firecrackers” (deep fried dough the size of a large cigarette, stuffed with spicy beef and cheese). At the checkout I watched my hand reach into the fridge and grab a bottle of Coke. Ack! What up, babby? You tryin’ to give me the gestational diabetes or what?

I have just finished two handfuls of peanut M&Ms and I think I will wash them down with yesterday’s Coke. Trombone has decided an hour and a half is long enough for today’s nap and so I must go toddler wrangling. Luckily I have already consumed my day’s calories and should be good on a sugar high till about 4 pm. Huzzah!