I'd like that with cheese, please...

I know what you are thinking, but this is not another crazy pregnancy story about food, although there are plenty I could tell. This posting is about the SUPER CHEESY widget that I've added to this blog, located under my B'Wo countdown (on the right hand side of this blog).

That's right, I've added a Christmas Countdown! If you know me at all, then you know I like Christmas. In fact, I LOVE LOVE LOVE Christmas so much that I thought I better start counting down so I can keep track of the two things I'm looking forward to this winter--B'Wo is obviously first, but Christmas is a close contender.

Unfortunately, we won't be able to go home to Utah for Christmas this year because it is too close to my due date to travel. I have been super bummed to the point that I get teary eyed anytime I think about it. (But that could also be my crazy pregnancy hormones kicking in...sometimes I feel like the abominable snowman).

Anyway, I've already informed Don that there are MANY traditions that we will be doing on our own this year to make myself feel better. So watch out Minnesota--You're about to experience a super exciting Christmas celebration, complete with our first tree (my dream for the last 5 years)! So until then, you all have the pleasure of enjoying my CHEESY countdown.

The Injustice of Mayonnaise

So I hear that pregnant people can be crazy ... and tonight I was shocked after a little crazy came out of me.

The only thing that sounded good tonight was a delicious #12 from Milios (Roast turkey breast with double Provolone cheese, guacamole, fresh lettuce, alfalfa sprouts, red ripe tomatoes and mayonnaise on wheat).

Long story short, but they messed up both of our to-go orders.


Don hates tomatoes ... he got tomatoes.

I hate, hate, hate Mayonnaise ... I got mayonnaise.

By the time I realized it was smothered in crap, it was too late for me to take it back because Don had already dropped me off at our house on his way to a meeting. I was SO MAD that they put mayonnaise all over my delicious sub. How could they have done this injustice to me?


And then this crazy person inside of me picked up the phone and called Milios. I told them I was disappointed and wanted either a refund or for them to deliver me a new sandwich, hold the mayo and sprouts. I said I was sick, pregnant and home without a car and that they needed to meet one of those demands. Now this isn't like me at all. I usually just smile and let people walk all over me ... but not today!

And to my surprise, my crazy pregnant rant worked!!! I am currently eating a fresh, delicious, mayonnaise-free sub that was delivered to my door for FREE. Thanks, Milios! You know how to treat a crazy pregnant lady right. And you bet I'll be back for more :) Just make sure to get the order right, or you know who you'll be hearing from.


Now I'm slightly embarrassed about this story, but I had to feed the baby, right? What would you have done in such a mayonnaise-smothered situation?