You grow up your whole life hearing about pickels and ice cream and how you gotta run to the store for the Mrs. at all hours of the day and night to fetch whatever it is that they get a craving for.
Vietnamese food. Cơm tấm, namely. And not her.
Me.
I can't stop craving Vietnamese food. I think about it all day every day.
Couvade syndrome, my ass. I really DO think I'm pregnant. She's down about 2 pounds since the wedding and I've gained (and I wish I was making this up) TEN POUNDS in the last 5 weeks with no end in sight.
I eat everything in the house every night and go to bed dreaming of pork. I wake up thinking about pork. I drive to work eating my bagel trying to figure out what I'll have for lunch. I discuss dinner plans over lunch.
I actually have a half eaten bag of Andy Cap's Cheddar Fries in my car right now.
One more bowl of Sugar Smacks and I'm hitting the sack.
Posted by Michael at December 28, 2006 11:09 PMWHEW!!!! Rico "still down 72!!" Law
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Sympathy pains! Michael, You are such a sensitive person!
Take it easy and start having your wife take you out for daily/nightly walks to combat your weight gain!
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MICHAEL, see what a little STRESS is doing to you???? It's STRESS EATING. Dork. Have an apple or a pear. Pears are GOOD for YOU.
Posted by: Kathe at January 14, 2007 10:29 AM