Monday, January 09, 2012
Walking down the hall at work today, I overheard a snippet of a conversation. Two ladies were talking about their weekend and one of them mentioned going to the pancake house to eat.
Instantly, I wanted a stack of golden pancakes, covered with syrup, maybe a little whipped cream and some fruit to top it off. Not that strange, right?
Except I don't like pancakes. I'm not a bread/carb person anyway and pancakes fall into that category for me. The only way I can eat them is to pour so much syrup on them all I can taste is the syrup. THEN, I'm sick to my stomach, literally, because I ate too much sugar.
So why did I want pancakes? Maybe I just wanted the camaraderie that the statement implied? Even now, I'm craving pancakes! What the heck!
Anyway, I guess that's what I get for eavesdropping! LOL!