The WORSE day yet

Four days ago was the worse day since I had my surgery. It wasn't because my throat, ears, and mouth were in agony from pain. It wasn't because I couldn't eat, breathe or swallow. No, it was something far worse. It was the day I tried to eat a Fudge Round and failed.

This doesn't sound like that big of a thing. But if you knew me, knew the many Fudge Rounds I have eaten with delight, the way I had to upgrade from the small ones to the large ones, knew the way I had to buy the family value box, or the scary way I guarded them then you would understand.

Fudge Rounds are my kryptonite. The reason I get up in the morning! They are gooey, chocolately and delightful! Eating one is, as my friend Mikey would say,like an angel shitting in your mouth!!(because nothing bad can ever come out of an angel) They are better than an orgasism!

I think you get the point.

So, the other day I felt a lot better. I was taking Aleve for the pain instead of the usual baby aspirin. I had tackled many different kinds of foods. I was on a roll. I decided it was time to resume our love affair. Enter my beloved Fudge Rounds and DIASTER.

Instead of delightfullness, I tasted disgustingness. Instead of lovely, soft sweet fudge there was bland, weird tasting toughness. What happened?? How could Fudge Rounds forsake me in this manner?

As it turns out my operation and lack of real food were the culprits. My mouth and throat muscles had been scraped and unused for a week so everything was tough. Also, apparently eating trims our taste buds back and allows us to taste things the wayt we do. When you limit what you eat to soft food or liquids your taste buds are allowed to grow out and things taste differently.

Well, shit. I guess I won't be having Fudge Rounds for awhile then. I don't want a repeat performance of this fiasco. I'll have to wait until I can eat properly again and my muscles heal up. Afterall, I want to wait until I can give them the proper culinary experience they deserve.

RIP Fudge Rounds
I miss you :(

Monday Reading

I recently found this site via i-kaye-book-blog.blogspot.com and followed it to its new home at this blog: http://bookjourney.wordpress.com/2010/02/08/its-monday-what-are-you-reading-22/



I am an avid reader and am thrilled to be participating for the first time.
I look forward to writing them many new reviews on books and reading others!



Currently reading:

The Heretic's Daughter is one that I've wanted to read for a long time. So far it is living up to my expectations and is my favorite book this week. I love stories that involve womens relationships to one another and the more historical the better.

Queen Noor's autobiography while good is a slow read. It is not surprisingly biased but I was surprised how much of the book was taken up with the war between Isreal and Palestine (past, present and future) and less with actually telling the story of her life.

Just finished:


Sundays at Tiffanys was a light fluffy read. Very enjoyable and quick.


The Years to Come was awful. I didn't expect much from it but only picked it up because it was a historical romance set in Australia. Turns out the main character is raped three times. Once by a convict and twice by her husband. Its ok when its her husband though as they eventually fall in love even though he does nothing but dominate her and yell at her and this somehow shows his love.


Up Next:



Shanghai Girls I've also wanted to read for a long time and am super excited about.

City of Shadows I picked up because I am a sucker for anything related to Tsarist Russia.

Rambling Monday

Read a whole post about pro-life today and it really pissed me off. People compare abortion to wars and murder instead of realizing it should be a basic right for women to determine when and if they become mothers.

Also, want to write about ambition (it really bothers me when people have none) and feminism (why is it that people automatically assume everything I do is because I am a feminist?).

Wondering if I have this or am just being a hypochodriac.

Love the stream of consciousness writing of this blog.

I like this: vintage pretty