Welcome to Day 18 of The 30 Day Blog Challenge!
The only time I really crave something is when I know I can't have it, or would have great difficulty acquiring it.
I had big-arse cravings when I was pregnant (both times)
With Megan, it was truck loads of strawberries from Woolies and jam doughnuts (incidentally thats why I landed up lookin' like a fucking doughnut).
I craved them so badly that one fretful day I tried to microwave a day-old doughnut. I couldn't wait to sink my teeth into that baby and when I did, I blistered my chin and lips biting into a doughnut filled with bubbling hot jam!
It was NOT funny, but my mum and Boerewors thought I was fucking hysterical. Only A Daft Scots Lass would microwave a doughnut and not think of the consequences. I blame porridge brain.
When I was pregnant with Kaylin, my craving was Beef flavoured potato chips. I had to have a packet everyday at the same time. It was pathetic - I couldn't control it. At least they were not lethal like jammy doughnuts, but they did pack on the pounds.
What I crave these days is:
- Penguin Chocolate Biscuits
- Mum's freshly baked homemade shortbread
- A White Christmas
- A hot bubble bath with NO interupptions
- A REAL can of IRN Bru
- To fit into my size 10 jeans again