Someone once told me that a lot of my posts have to deal with food. Oh well…here’s another one.
My wife hates buffets. Despises them. She has a term for them….vomitous. Now my spell checker wants me to fix that word…but thats the way its spelled.
So Jennifer had her glucose test yesterday. Let me break this down for you. Pregnant lady is told to starve herself before coming to the doctors. Pregnant lady is not fun when she is starved. Bad things happen. Then hungry pregnant lady must find a parking spot at a hospital with not enough parking spots. Hungry pregnant lady…with husband in tow…signs in at a doctors office with TOOOO many people in the waiting room. Now we have a hungry, pregnant, and claustrophobic lady. Great. Then they have hungry pregnant claustrophobic lady drink pure sugar. Now she is hungry pregnant claustrophobic trying not to vomit lady. But it actually wasn’t that bad. Jennifer did very well despite the starving. Which brings me to my last point.
I somehow got her into Golden Corral! All you can eat breakfast. I’m talking eggs, sausage, sausage links, gravy, cheesy hash browns, cinnamon rolls, fruit, blueberry pancakes, strawberries, whipped cream. Yum. Why is this a big deal? We have been married for 4 years and have never went to an all you can eat buffet. It was heaven.