baby, you're the right kind of wrong

Something has gone terribly wrong, while going terribly right. 

I can not eat anything.

well that's a lie. 

but I can not stomach most things. most dinners. most lunches, and most breakfasts. 

its awful, because I adore food. got me through some hard times. 

There are 3 things I can stomach, at any moment, of any day. 

Steak

Sushi

Sherbet ice cream.

(this isn't sherbet ice cream, but love potion is by far my favorite)
the 3 S's. 

Save my life. 

Its sucks that I can only have such a limited amount of steak and sushi, and really the ice cream, a week. 

Not to mention the fact that the h ubby hates when I go out for sushi.(I tend to splurge.)

and the steak must come from Costco, because they have the most glorious thick juicy pieces of steak ever. 

They too, are a little pricey though. 

So most days, I starve, and puke. 

But on the few days a week I get to indulge in the gloriousness that is those foods, I am in a food coma for the rest of the evening heaven.