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March 17, 2014


When I was pregnant with my first child, we lived in Berkeley, and I really, really wanted a Bob's Big Boy hamburger. Unfortunately, we lived a good distance from Los Angeles and Bob's, so I had to wait for a few months to satisfy my craving. At least I never had weird cravings like pickles and ice cream while pregnant. I thought a hamburger was rather normal, and I can still imagine the taste of those burgers.

I was thinking about this the other day when I went from store to store shopping for a new microwave after setting off a fire in my old one by roasting a potato too long. I decided that I absolutely had to have a Costco hotdog for lunch. This urge comes upon me about once a month. After eating the hotdog, I had my second urge and drove through the outdoor window of Dairy Queen for a Peanut Buster Parfait. That's one that comes around about every six months -- an urge that my good sense can usually overrule. Unfortunately, Saturday was a day of weakness. Those two items broke all my usual standards for a healthy meal. But, hey, it was Saturday and I was feeling stressed. I had to find a microwave that would fit into a little space in my bookcase. It took five stores until I broke down and tried Walmart. Voila! There it was. And, for only $60.00.

I don't crave particular foods often. Oh, there are food that are hard to turn down if I'm out to eat or at a dinner party. Ice cream is probably my biggest weakness -- not really a craving, More of a hankering. Every once in awhile, I also get a hankering for macaroni and cheese or pasta. Maybe I should categorize my likes on a scale from enjoy to hankering to craving. Perhaps cravings settle down when you get to be my age. Somehow they lose their strength, or I'm just getting better at tempering my desires.

I wrote in a recent church devotional publication that I had a passion for tea. On occasion I have given up tea for Lent because I thought it would be logical to give up something that I indulged in daily instead of something like chocolate which I rarely eat. I tried it again this year -- and it lasted one week. Just one week!!! I got up one morning and simply had to have a cup of tea. This appears to be my weakest Lent. Oh well, I'm hanging loose all over the place these days.

I really enjoyed that hot dog and Peanut Butter Parfait!

Posted by Marilyn at March 17, 2014 10:25 AM


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