Cravings

Oh my God, I understand pregnant women cravings so well now. Not so surprising since I am pregnant. But, today at 4 p.m., all I wanted in the whole entire world was a slice of greasy corner store pizza slice. The kind that has orange grease dripping from it and the cheese is almost sliding off the crust, you know? That kind. I could not get the image out of my mind and the almost taste out of my mouth. So, I made Jeff come with me to the corner pizza joint, and ...

they didn't have any slices! I could wait 10 minutes and get a whole pizza. But, I couldn't wait and I didn't want a whole pizza. So, I left and got DiGiorno at SuperFresh instead.

It just wasn't the same.