I love my husband!!! Because I called him nearly in tears from the pickle aisle he was sweet enough to try to stop at Whole Foods on his way home from work. I didn't know he was stopping and he got there right after they closed. So his brilliant idea (this is why I married him! haha) was to go to a restaurant nearby that's kind of like a bar/grill type of place and get me FRIED PICKLES!!!
Yes, they are my FAVORITE "junk" food type thing and I haven't even thought about them in forever. Unfortunately for him (and really, me!) by the time he got home at 10:00 I was too deep in my "morning" sickness (which I will be calling night sickness from now on) to be able to enjoy them. Do you have any idea what it feels like to WANT to eat something so yummy, so badly, yet not be able to without wanting to vomit? Yeah, it's pretty interesting!
I was incredibly sad at the unknown future of my fried pickles b/c I wanted more than anything to eat them and was so thankful my husband brought them to me. But this morning I woke up and felt great and warmed them in the toaster oven. Pure heaven. Now all I want to eat is fried pickles.
A String On Double Bass
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