You may have thought me to be full of contradictions before, but now my personality overfloweth. Last week, I write about having a hard time eating, and then immediately follow it with a love letter to papaya. Today I wanted to write one to Ninja Sushi - but decided there should be a limit to the number of love letters one writes to food. Sure, I'm in a different month, but it was only last week. (Don't worry, there was no raw fish involved - just an ono spicy veggie roll full of yumminess and sesame. And an ume and cucumber roll. And miso soup. Mmm. Ninja Sushi, I love you. If not for my self-imposed restriction, I'd write you a letter, and not just this note.)
Other recent seeming contradictions that come to mind:
PB (Pre-Bean), I drank liters of water every day. WB (With Bean), I developed an aversion to the wonderful liquid that's ever so essential to me and the little one. Thankfully, as the first trimester comes to a close, so has the unhealthy aversion. So confusing to me that I would dislike such a neutral thing that I previously guzzled.
Our parking space at home is against a wall. PB, I would wait while Sam pulled the car out of the space and then get into the passenger seat. WB, I've decided it's more convenient to get in the driver's side and maneuver my way under the club and over the parking brake into my seat. We'll see at what point the belly becomes too large for such gymnastics.
Posted by Shokufeh at May 2, 2005 09:12 PM