On Sunday night B, hubby, went out with a friend for dinner so I made lil' b a queso and put the munchkins to bed. While I was cooking the quesadilla I pulled out some cookie dough from the freezer that I had made a few days earlier, and proceeded to snack on it while it de-thawed. After a while I became quite full and decided that I would have to put dinner for myself on hold.
Fast forward 2 more hours. By ten I had stopped snacking on cookie dough and decided to throw the idea of dinner out the window, because I felt pretty good and the sugar had satiated my hunger. So who needs dinner and after reading for a while I went to sleep.
Then the next morning I woke up feeling less than great. Actually a wee bit nauseas, and I thought great, I'm either pregnant or I just ate too much cookie dough. I felt pretty embarrassed to reveal to my slumbering husband that I felt too sick to get out of bed and get our eight month old. I mean, who in their right mind eats cookie dough for dinner? Maybe a 13 year old having a "crazy all nighter b-day party", but I am not one of those anymore. Yes, I am a grown woman. I think I need to remind myself of that.
We had friends coming over for brunch, so there was cleaning to do and groceries to buy. So I did my best to act not sick and get over it, but I really wasn't feeling good. So I thought, I'll go do the shopping, that'll help. So me and my 3 year old went to Trader's to get some food. Well, I made it through the store, but on the way home my stomach was acting a little bit funny. So I started driving faster, realizing that something unpleasant was about to happen, and pulling over on the side of the road is less than elegant. I made it into the driveway, turned off the car, left lil' b in the car, ran inside, yelled to B to go get lil' b out of the car, and let it loose in the kitchen sink. Just about an hour before our guests came.
I can't believe I'm telling people this. It's so embarrassing! But maybe it'll give someone a good laugh. B has been bugging me to do a sugar fast with him to get healthy, and me, the sugar maniac, so far has declined, but yesterday I told him I was ready.
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7 comments:
hey dude...hope you fell better. are you preggo?? it was probably the eggs in the batter that made you sick if not, not the sugar. when i worked at cirello's (remember that?) we sold cookie dough and we had to print out a label that said we did not recommend eating it raw, I think in case someone got sick and sued. sorry dude...I'd lay off the cookie dough, at least if it is not completely fresh!! hope you are feeling better...are you preggo?
good job for holding it together until the sink! that's impressive. sorry for your tummy, though. i'd have to agree with bethany. probably not a good idea to eat frozen, then thawed raw eggs. maybe it's God's catalyst for the sugar fast? :-)
do you still feel sick? l
tsk, tsk, tsk...:)
NOOOOOOOOOO!!! Don't join the freaks hwho fear sugar!!!!!!!
That was the funniest story and just think that if you stop the sugar there might never be a story to laugh at like that agian!!!
Well, at least I was laughing....
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