Food baby!
When two people love each other very very much, they decide to get married. During their engagement the couple spends most of their time preparing for their wedding day. This includes choosing decor, attending cake tasting sessions, shopping for attire and -OH YEA- working out like, every single day. The wedding is a one day event, but those wedding photos will live in frames on your walls forever. Looking good is important.
The wedding day arrives. The couple looks fantastic. Then marriage begins.
The newlyweds celebrate their marriage with an indulgent dinner and multiple glasses of wine. This celebration takes place every Friday and Saturday night for the first 3-6 months of marriage.
Then one day the blushing (turned bulging) bride looks at her husband and says, "Honey, we're having a food baby."
"Already?" He asks. "But we're not ready!"
So, I realize that my
previous post sent mixed messages, certainly raised a few eyebrows and prompted at least one panicked phone call.
Ring. Ring.
"Hello..."
"What the hell is on your blog?" my friend Rachel screeched as soon when I answered the phone.
I couldn't hold back my laughter.
My purpose for the cryptic post was two-fold:
1. It was April Fools day and I just couldn't resist, and...
2. I am not eating for two, so I should probably stop eating for two.
After five months of marriage, Jonathan and I are going back to the gym. We're just not ready to carry around a couple of food babies.