Recently Kenneth was gone for a couple of days and I had a girlfriend come over and spend the night. It was so fun.
We decided to watch a couple of chic flicks, one of which I promptly bawled half the way through. I think I would have cried even if I wasn't pregnant but being pregnant didn't help.
I also was craving some pancakes, so we decided to make breakfast for lunch. My friend whipped up some incredible eggs and I worked on the homemade pancake batter. I added extra vanilla extract and a dash of Cinnamon to give them some flavor. Just when I was starting to salivate for a taste of my homemade creation, I looked down and saw myself pouring black pepper into the batter. I saw my friend making the eggs and my mind never made the transition back to the pancake batter... so I began to season it like I would eggs. Sheesh.
I cleaned out what I could and they turned out to be quite good. Maybe that's yet another side effect of pregnancy... the fact that I like peppered pancakes.