Preggonaut Eats: Cravings.

So I haven’t had much in the way of ridiculous food cravings. Mostly what I’ve wanted to eat since I’ve been knocked up has been squarely in the carbohydrates camp, but that’s not really a craving, per-se.

A couple weeks ago though, I did wants something specific. Trevor posted our exchange about it:

Jenny: Stacey posted a picture of cinnamon rolls and now I want some!
Trevor: Uh huh?
J: Help me?
T: I’m afraid I don’t know the spell summon cinnamon rolls.
J: I think it involves getting into the car and driving to the store? [hopeful face]
T: …
T: I’ll get my keys.

Ever since then, we’ve pretty much had some type of cinnamon roll on hand- usually a package of the mini ones from the supermarket bakery. I mentioned this at work, and a coworker brought some in for a meeting. Something about the cinnamon in particular is super delicious to me. That would be the only thing so far that I would really classify as a craving. Not bad!


Yesterday, I was walking a few blocks to meet Trevor for lunch, and he asked me “You going to take out any bus shelters on the way?” and I said, “Preggonaut is not concerned with collateral damage.” Which, when I’m on the way to food, is probably kind of true. Haha. 🙂

Ever since creating my alter-ego, Preggonaut, I have had this visual in my head of what Preggonaut looks like crushing cities. So I drew it.


I am no great artist, but you probably get the idea, haha. Also, there is a foghorn noise that I have mentioned. It sounds like this: Foghorn.