I'm eating my third Jimmy John's sandwich this week at this moment. It is a very plain sandwich, minus several veggies that I normally find appealing, and it is often the only thing I can think of in the whole entire world that doesn't make me want to hwarf at the concept of eating. I have some friends who have been told to avoid coldcuts while pregnant, but I am slipping by on the loophole right now that my doctor hasn't mentioned it. I also know that Chris would be a lot happier if I could find something at the grocery store that I would like to eat, but try as I might, sometimes I can't think of one single thing. One thing made him happy, though: we switched my meds to Costco tonight (from Walgreen's), and found that they cost TEN times less. That's right, down from $300 to $30 for no discernible reason. Yay! Let's celebrate with a sandwich!
This is the type of culinary thrill-ride that I've left you guys out of the loop on for way too long, and I've decided to begin to share again. You're welcome!