Little Bites of Heaven

Okay. Zman had a Christmas gift that he had never gotten out of the package. Then there was a birthday party... with no gift to give. So, instead of a special trip to Walmart, Zman gave his mom a break and he gave his unopened gift (which happened to be a gift the friend asked for) with the promise of having that unopened gift replaced by a trip to Walmart.

Skip forward 3 days...

Being pregnant, I can't help but give in to all those wonderful yummies I don't allow myself any other time. And after being sick for so long and nothing tasting good... especially sweets... I indulged in some big no-no's! I'm talking, stuff I haven't tasted since college!

NOTICE... If you are part of the weigh-to-go group... STOP READING NOW! I will lose all credibility!!!

SO... Zingers...

I got a box of Zingers.

Do you remember how good Zingers are???

I didn't... until I had some... and ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my... they are good! As a matter of fact, I deemed them "Little Bites of Heaven".

And then I got caught.

And had to share.

And I was bummed.

Because I had to share.

Zman had his first Zinger... the last one in the box.

Then he was bummed.

Because it was good.

Really good.

And it was the last one.

So, I reminded him of our trip to Walmart to get his toy since he had given the other away as a birthday gift.

And he was pleased.

2 days pass... It's time to go to Walmart.

I tell Zman after his TKD practice, we are going to Walmart to get his...

He interjects...

"Little Bites of Heaven"?!?!?

Not his toy he wants to go to Walmart for but

Little Bites of Heaven.

What can I say. He's a kid after his mother's heart... or taste buds anyway.



Which brings me to the other thing I wanted to blog about...



Today, my husband came up to me for a kiss.

Sweet?

Maybe.

But something happened after that kiss for which I was not prepared.

He told me

that I

smelled like



BEEF STEW!!!



Beef stew?????

See, he is dieting. Well, not dieting. Making healthy choices. Most of which are

Chicken, chicken, and more chicken.

So, I can write it off as he is really deprived and in need of red meat.

Or I can take a hint and take a shower.

Of course, after eating mostly chicken, beef stew probably sounds pretty good to him right now.

So maybe in a prehistoric kind of way, it was a compliment.

Who woulda thought???


I think I would have preferred Little Bite of Heaven over Beef Stew, though.