I'm doing it again.
I'm alternately eating ice cream and peanut butter straight out of the container. With the same spoon. Standing up. After 9 pm.
I only get crazy out-of-control in my eating like this when I'm feeling really anxious about something. Is it the impending long car trip tomorrow? The full day of trying to keep the almost-ten-month-old occupied (and quiet) during a funeral and its attending events? The overnight stay in an unfamiliar place? Sunday's Relief Society lesson? The as-yet-unfinished (and let's be honest - hardly started) birthday slideshow for my mom that has to be done in a week?
Whatever the cause, this dire situation calls for only one thing: graham crackers.
9 comments:
Good luck, Brittany! Take a deep breath and leave some sweedish fish outside your neighbor's door (swimming in a pickle jar, of course).
This has nothing to do with this particular post but I just HAD to tell you. I was reading one of my Taylor-cousins blogs and I read that her twins also are only crawling backwards! Here is the even crazier part, her name is Brittney (spelled different but same name.) Spooky huh?
Understandable. Nate LOVES peanut butter and ice cream.
I think reeces peanut butter ice cream tastes like coffee.
I'm telling you, if you need a babysitter for Truman, please give me a call!
How did that all go for you Brittany?--you seemed to have it pretty well under control at the funeral.
mmmmm...graham crackers.
For a second there, I thought you were going to say you're pregnant. That's all I craved when I was pregnant with Clark! Your lesson was great, by the way.
I just found your blog and loved reading it. I was cracking up. I love how you write--it is just like talking to you. Thanks for the entertainment. . .
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