The only craving I have in an on-going one - Eggplant, specifically cooked in garlic sauce, Chinese-style. Yum. Not sure when I'll be itching that scratch, since the local Chinese restaurants don't serve Eggplant and Jason hates it. Oy - me and my first world problems.
I've kinda got a belly going - it's getting harder to suck in. It has been wonderfully warm and sunny this week, so I've been wearing dresses that enhance the belly.
I'm a little crabby right now - had very vivid, anxiety-filled dreams last night and was also plagued by gas, uncomfortable stomach gas that lasts all night. Granted, I ate some peanut butter last night, which did not help the situation. I love peanut butter, but it does not love me, or should I say, my tummy does not love it and my taste buds do. I didn't have food sensitivities until about 2 years ago and I'm still adjusting. Before then - an iron stomach. I miss it.
On an unrelated note, I figured out why I love living out here so much. It's being able to see the land. The landscapes around here are not untouched by humans - most of the countryside is farm land. But it's land not dominated by human existence. I can see nature in a grand expanse. And that makes me very content. I think it comes from spending summers in Alaska, where you might live in the city, but you can see majestic mountain ranges all round and after a 10 minute drive you can be in the middle of a forest. I took a walk in a nature preserve on Monday and relished in the silence. Or should I say near silence - the bees were buzzing, birds chirping, and fertilizer planes spraying fields. But it was pretty darn quiet. I love that.