December 26, 2010

Um, beg your pardon?

Yesterday evening, my husband and I spent FOUR freakin' hours at the Philadelphia airport, utterly stranded. Our flight kept getting delayed and delayed and delayed and...well, you get the picture.

As we roamed listlessly through the long gray hallways, I suddenly had the urge to eat something scrumptious. The following conversation ensued:

Me: Mmmm, you know what I'm craving right now?
Justin: What?
Me: A caramel apple! 
Justin: Okay...
Me: Doesn't that sound so good? Yum.
Justin: That's kind of a weird request. Did I impregnate you or something?

Sheesh, can't a girl crave a caramel apple without accusations of pregnancy?!


  1. Man, I always get bizarre cravings when I'm stuck in airports. Somewhere in my mind is the conviction that if I could just have that thing, it would wash away the tired frustration with being stuck in that place.

  2. Lol. I always crave cheeseburgers when I'm traveling. Especially when I'm outside the US, which sucks since I don't think I've ever had a non-US burger that was decent!

    Welcome back - sorry to hear your journey back got mired in delays! I bet some CPK pizza would fix you right up ... :)

  3. I say, crave away!!! I crave those spicy olives. . . they're probably meant to go in martinis but I can eat them by the tubfull LOL! Have an awesome new year and stop by my blog sometime to let me know what your resolutions are:)