I've had beef three nights in a row. I cannot seem to get enough beef (and chocolate pudding and ice cold water). When I was pregnant with Dan, I couldn't even think about or look at meat without vomiting. I ate huge salads with red cabbage, tomatoes, edamame, cauliflower, cucumbers and cheese, oil and vinegar and sunflower seeds. Today, I'm repulsed by vegetables. Too bad. I have this great vegetable garden.
Now I must feed the baby ... not the big one, but the little one. My stomach is empty despite having had a 1/2 pound hamburger for dinner five hours ago. Go figure.
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