A Crazy Week-End During 2WW

…is very much welcome! Last weekend was one of those jampacked ones!

Attended 2 children’s party with 1 held at home since it was my nephew’s. Lots of children (yes, I am still good around them), food, games and inflatables. Not to be outdone, us, the adults had our own fun too with “guess my drawing” and got an ice, flip-flops, a drowning Causasian and a lot of sombrero-wearing folks. That was fun! The drawings eventually run out, so we settled for Pictionary. (Note to self: Start researching my own “guess my drawing” for the next party!)

Hosted a church subgroup meeting which was very productive and served dinner with food from my part of the world (which thankfully my guests loved! Anyone heard of “lumpia” and “pancit”?). “(Wo)-Manned” the crafts booth on our church’s “Big Party” (in lieu of Vacation Bible School) and avoided the inflatable water slides which I was egged to go try. I refused, of course, and in my mind I was saying to myself, I’ve got some babies inside of me that I need to “protect”!

I noticed that on all these “eating” occassions, I was drawn to the sour types of food. In one of the birthdays, I ate a lot of the grilled pork which I drowned with vinegar and chili - with rice as a neutralizer, of course! In the “Big Party”, I discovered the big dill pickles and they were delish with the grilled chicken. Ayayay!!! All that talk about food is making my mouth taste vinegary.

Could it be that I am really pregnant because of the change in my taste buds??? Could it be true??? Could it be???

I console myself - at least, my mind is fertile!