Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Mouldwich

I love Addison very much. And I can't say how much I appreciate that he is taking care of me and making most of my food for me.

...But mould and pregnant ladies just don't mix. <insta-hurl />

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Keeping Track

Things I definitely can eat:
  • plain white rice (not very appetizing)
  • dry toast (also not very appetizing)
  • lipton chicken noodle soup
  • sushi of the salmon variety

Things I
seriously cannot eat:
  • anything excessively greasy
  • anything excessively sugary

Smells that make me wanna hurl:
  • burning
  • smoke
  • cooking garlic powder
  • lemon cleaner

Things that soothe the nausea:
  • the smell of peppermint
  • water - on the inside OR the outside

Kaytlyn

ETA: Coconut cream pie fixes everything.

What's that - you're hungry? HAH!

I am being seriously pwned by my stomach. Blah.

When I was first having a hard time eating, Mum said, "Eat soda crackers." Makes sense, right? Saltines and all that.

One night while working for Mum at the tea shop, I was hungry...but nothing appealed to me. Then I remembered what Mum said about soda crackers. They carry these 4-packs of soda crackers for serving with soup, so I ate one. And then another. And another. And before I realized it, I'd ingested 5 or 6 packages of crackers. I finished work at midnight and thought, "Screw this, I am going to go buy myself a
massive package of crackers."

So I did! I bought a ginormous package of crackers!


We're talking 16 times more than this, SRSLY

I went home and immediately ate 1/8 of them. OH MAN were they ever good!

The next day I had a similar problem, so I had Addison bring me a bowl full of crackers. I put one in my mouth. And immediately spit it out. That's right,
I couldn't even stomach soda crackers anymore. Sometimes I think that there's someone out to get me.

Hilarious side note: I have discovered something that I can eat that will not, under any circumstances, make me ill. Go on, guess. Give up?

Sushi.

Kaytlyn