Monday, January 24, 2011
And the Answer is NO....
Ok....sample taken from Google images....now for the funny story.
On Sunday, I could not get enough salt. I drank four containers (12 ounce) of tomato juice. I woke up TWICE and ate pickles. HH says, "Maybe your pregnant." I have never had such an intense craving for salt in all my life. It was on my tongue, and I needed it so badly.
So this morning, I made him stop at Walgreens so I could get a test. I shove it in my purse, and say I'll take it at school. I am at school early, and as I'm unlocking the door, I hear a small clink. I didn't think anything of it. I get to the classroom and start rummaging through my purse to take the test. I can't find it. I call HH to see if I left it on the seat of the car. No dice. Then I remember the sound of something dropping. I go back up front and our security guard is talking with our only male teacher in the building, and I shoot the breeze with them. I then try to be discreet and go pick it up.
Take the test. Negative. I'm very close to my period, so I guess it was just intense cravings.
Our security guard is a big talker. I love the man, but things get around. I go up to him at lunch and say, "By the way the answer is NO." He tries to play it down like he doesn't know what I'm talking about, and I tell him the whole story. He was in stitches over it.
at 7:42 PM