i just rediscovered a comment of mine from an old blog entry. and, boy, does it make me feel like eating! late-night-snacking… a favorite since childhood.

from June 8th: “edy’s mint chocolate chip ice cream, reese’s peanut butter cups, bags and bags of bob’s sugar sticks from cracker barrel, chips and dip for breakfast-lunch-and-dinner, gallons of chocolate milk and several hamburger valentino’s pizzas.”

my cravings are so pathetic. actually, i know i’m really sick to my stomach when i want NOTHING. i joke that if i become pregnant i’ll know because i’ll have no food cravings at all. overall my food desires are extremely particular and my thought processes run something like this:

i could have vanilla bean ice cream, but it’s cold outside and inside and i’ve never been a fan of vanilla — so that’s out. pretzels? nope… too little and too bland (though FAT FREE, says my conscious. shut up, says my stomach). banana? too ripe and too healthy. mixed nuts? not satisfying enough. spice cake with buttercream frosting? nah, i made that sunday and it’s getting kind of old now. besides, if i ate it now i wouldn’t want it for breakfast tomorrow (i’ve eaten it and a glass of milk the past three mornings).

ah, the thoughts of a hungry, lazy woman. very sad.