Without a fail the women on the forum talk about food constantly. For instance, this weekend I had to have an Italian sandwich with Italian dressing because this lady mentioned on the site that she has been drinking Italian dressing. Well, I hope not drinking but I took her comment to mean she has had a lot of it! After the Italian thing I have moved back to sweet cravings.....This one woman wrote she was making chocolate covered pretzels and now for the life of me I can't get the thought of eating a bag of chocolate covered pretzels out of my head!!! Usually cravings start with an idea and then they are supported by images. For instance, the pretzel thing I already had in my head from Disney World when I saw little kids eating those huge chocolate covered pretzels. Then I went to Disneyland and again I saw another kids eating a pretzel. Then I read about the lady making them. Now I can't get them out of my mind. I am on the hunt for chocolate covered pretzels and its proving to be difficult. Or maybe subconsciously I am taking my time in trying to find them, cuz really, my tummy doesn't need a bag of chocolate covered pretzels added to its expanding ball like structure. But maybe one gigantic one would be nice. But I have to find a candy store and so far it's been hard.
Have you ever watched those TV Game shows where they have a couple of doors and behind one is a grand prize? Well, this weekend the hub and I found out what was behind our Door #1. The hubby and I are starting the beginning phases of landscaping our backyard. Our first step, was to clean out the area behind our garage. When we moved in, there was about 2 feet of walking space behind our garage the rest of the area was covered in vines. Vines were growing on the roof and generally it was a mess. Not wanting the vines to take over the roof, we I started to clear out the vines last fall. But after we cut a million vines with only a pair of clippers we gave up and decided to clean out the rest in the spring. Spring came around and we didn't do much until one day when I was sick a few weeks ago, I ran into our gardener. I showed him the mess and asked if he knew of anyone who could come clean it out. I could tell he was actually, quite happy for me to broach the subject of
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