It’s 1:47 a.m., and I’m awake.
To be honest, I suck at sleeping when ThatManILove is out of town.
I have to fly out of here in the morning. And before I do that, I have to catch a chiropractor appointment, pack, run by the office to get some checks ready to deposit, and just generally get my proverbial poop together.
And...I’m awake.
Awake enough to write this plaintive cry of dismay. (Otherwise known as the literary version of WHINE.)
Awake enough to consider going to get something to eat so I will sleep. You know, like something that would inspire a carb coma or something? (But scared I will miss my 5:30 a.m. alarm if I do so. And also, pretty scared of my trainer, aka Cruella DeVille V'Lesha. I’ve heard about what happens when V'Lesha wears purple shoes. SCARY, people. SCARY.)
It’s all Crystal's A Pistol’s fault.
She left a comment on my blog. And I was awake, and responding to emails, and checked out her blog.
And her man, who obviously is not out of town, made her “The Daddy” of all waffles. And to make matters worse, she posted pictures.
And the craving was, therefore, flung. Upon me. For waffles.
And to top that baby off, I wanna know just how that woman, Crystal, can look like that and eat “The Daddy” of all waffles? She is gorgeous.
I clicked “follow”. Because I’m gonna find out. And the icing on the cake is that she’s really funny, too.
Meanwhile, back to the real issue at hand...does IHOP deliver?
Ugh, that is the worst feeling. Well, I hope you got some sleep and made your flight...and got your craving fix. :)
ReplyDeleteCrystal is HI-larious! You'll never be disappointed. :)
ReplyDeleteThey don't. Sorry. I've checked. Neither do liquor stores. In case you're wondering that some time.
ReplyDeleteHave a safe trip (as if you have ANY control over the pilot) and bring me back something. Preferably something Belgium.
They don't. Sorry. I've checked. Neither do liquor stores in case you're wondering that some time.
ReplyDeleteHave a safe trip (as if you have ANY control over the pilot) and bring me back something. Preferably something Belgium.
great. now you've passed the craving on... fine!
ReplyDeleteWaffle House!
ReplyDeleteWhen I use to travel, many times I would stay up all night and just sleep during the meetings. I learned just as much. But I can opperate on power naps, twenty minutes on the flight, a short snooze on the john, stuff like that.
Oh, dear! Oh, my goodness! Sleepless in the Oilpatch. Visions of waffles dancing in your head. Early start to a busy day.
ReplyDeleteSorry, I'm too far away to be of much help.
The only thing I would suggest is hibernation — but I'm sure it will be too warm for that in Texas.
Blessings and Bear hugs, anyhow.
I had the worse "donut quivers" last week. SO BAD that I heated oil and made donuts. I ate happily and awoke at 1am with projectile vomiting due to the grease in them. My suggestion: eat a popsickle. It takes the craving away.
ReplyDeletemmmmmmm waffles. (thanks)
ReplyDeleteHEEEEYYYYY! You wrote about MEEEEE! :) Thanks for writing about MEEEE!
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry I forced you to crave waffles. But now you have got me back because it is days later and now I am once again craving waffles on a tortuous low carb day. Waffles are the most wonderful treat on the planet!!!!