Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Sometimes I close my eyes...

There are times when I close my eyes and find myself fantasizing. It makes me feel warm and happy all at once. I lick my lips and find myself wanting it so bad.



What am I fantasizing about? A great big...stack of pancakes. That's right. Buttermilk pancakes. Fresh off the grill. All of them drown in butter because I don't like syrup. Just thinking about them now makes my mouth water.



Is there a medical condition for fantasizing about carbs? If so I both suffer and enjoy it.

1 comments:

Roadchick said...

How in the hell can you NOT like syrup? That is the whole point of eating pancakes. They are a syrup delivery device.

*g*

 
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