The weight is the easist to explain. I will explain it in prose:
Wife: (tapping onmyher husbands shoulder to wake him up) "Honey...honey?"
Husband: (barely awake) "Yeah, what is it? You ok?"
Wife: "Huh? Oh yeah I'm good. Um..I'm going to need an egg mcmuffin with cheese."
Husband: "Egg mcmuffin?"
Wife: "with cheese"
Husband: (rolls over to look at the clock) "You know it's like 5:30 in the morning?"
Wife: "uh huh...and a hash brown too"
Husband: "Can't I just get you something from downstairs?"
Wife: "You know what, just go ahead and make it a meal. I'll have an orange juice."
Husband: "We have orange juice downs...(see's the evil eye, even in the dark). I'll be right back"
Husband goes to the drive through at the butt-crack of dawn.
Drive-thru girl: "how may I help you?"
Husband: "Number 1 please"
DTG: "What would like to drink?"
Husband: "orange juice"
DTG: "WOULD YOU LIKE ANYTHING ELSE?"
The magic words. Now in your mind you're thinking to yourself, "I didn't want anything, but it really would make sense to get something for myself since I did drive all the way over here and I am a little peckish."
Husband: "Ya'll make any McGriddle's yet?"
DTG: "We sure have."
Husband: "Word? Ok, um let me get one of those and a hash brown...you know what, let's just make it a meal. Yeah, orange juice."
DTG: "You know you have orange juice at ho..."(sees the evil eye).
And there you have it. Basically, it's the drive thru girl's fault. She made me doubt myself. I didn't come here for me, but I do enjoy pancakes infused with syrup, sausage and egg. It's all of my favorite breafast items conveiniently fashioned together into a sandwhich. It's downright brilliant if you ask me.
The rest is self-explanitory. As far as getting any morning sickness, I can't say that's happened to me yet. It's early still. If anything happens, you'll be the third to know.
3 comments:
hahaha very well put together post. comprehensive and entertaining.
I'm on a diet, so I read it with particular interest although the thought of a McGriddle almost made me vomit in my mouth...
The reasoning makes sense though.... for a man with no willpower.. lol (it's ok, mine's never made it through a weekend)
If you hadn't touched McGriddles before the pregnancy, maybe I could sympathize. But, please...
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