Not cravings, per se...

[squirrelhaven]

I am so suggestible lately. I look at pictures on I Can Has Cheezburger and I find myself thinking, "Hey, a cheeseburger! What a great idea!" Or I read a story in which somebody makes someone else a chocolate cake, and I can barely focus on the plot because I'm thinking "Mmmm, chocolate caaaaake" and wondering if we have the ingredients in the house. Technically this is when I'm supposed to start experiencing food cravings, and I'm not sure if these qualify; I never feel like I *must* have the food in question. More that it suddenly seems like a really, REALLY good idea to have the food in question. Even though it probably isn't. (We actually went out for cheeseburgers yesterday, and I felt kind of sick afterward.)

Bodies are weird.

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[the-star-fish.livejournal.com]

I chewed ice for the last three months of my pregnancy ... that was my only craving. Never did it before; haven't done it since. Weird. (Lo-cal and hydrating, but bad for the tooth enamel. *g*)

[squirrelhaven.livejournal.com]

Frank likes to chew ice. This time of year, one of his favorite things is when we break an icicle off the side of the house and toss it to him: munchmunchmunch.

I, on the other hand, find my teeth hurting when I even contemplate chewing ice, and always have.