prego

First of all, who designed this program that just when you are needing to nourish another human being all you want to do is throw-up? When I have my own world, I will definitely NOT make women feel like this as soon as they are pregnant.

But secondly, when I do finally feel like consuming something, it always seems to be a throw back to my childhood, because I guess my body is reminiscing like, "remember the days when feeling nauseas every day wasn't even possible?" While I was pregnant with Benson, I ate Lynn Wilson frozen bean and cheese burritos (beloved during childhood and I still love them when I go back to visit the fam) slathered with extra cheese and sour cream every. single. day. And while I still crave them during this pregnancy, alas, they are only available in glorious Utah. So lately I've been substituting baked potatoes with plenty of the good stuff, but today... TODAY... gimme spaghetti with shredded cheddar cheese.

I know. But I gotta eat something.

And this dish holds both fond and sad memories, as I loved spaghetti with shredded cheese the way my little elementary served it, but the kids with parents who really loved them always made them a sack lunch. Those of us TORTURED enough to have to eat school lunch were always met with, "ewwwwwww," and "that looks like barrrrrffff!!" and so we had to enjoy it secretly, pretending to choke it down. Oh, like they made this burritos that were out of this WORLD so good, but everyone said they looked like cat doo-doo so I couldn't ever get one! So sad.

Anyway, the moral of the story is: Isn't pregnancy weird?

But also, my favorite blogger is back to cooking and posting yummy vegetarian recipes!