Sometimes I can’t get close enough.

Last night I didn’t feel all that hot.  This is the third time in 5 days I felt awful after eating a piece of chocolate.   Friday afternoon, I ate a piece of Valentines chocolate.  It was caramel, milk chocolate and nuts.   Soon after I felt so sick.  Thank goodness Mariella wanted to snuggle, because I held her tight and we took a nap on the couch together.    Sunday afternoon I did the exact same thing…  grabbed a single piece of chocolate and I got sick again.   Last night, I wanted something sweet so I grabbed a chocolate cookie that we bought when Gordon was visiting.    With in 10 minutes I feel really sick.     Upset stomach, bloating, queasy and just plain uncomfortable.

Mariella went to sleep at 7pm, and I soon followed at 8pm.   Pat trailed in third and came to bed at 9 or so.  He snuggled with me like a good husband!  I said hold me tighter, get closer, wrap me up in your warmth.   We were so snugly and I couldn’t help but try to get closer.  It was like I couldn’t get close enough.  It was impossible to get any closer!  lol But we pretty much slept in a ball together until 12:30 when Mariella got up and wanted to eat.   I felt better by this time.  Mariella went back to bed around 1:30 and I switched sides with Pat and we snuggled up again.   I don’t think I moved an inch until the alarm went off at 5am.

Pat and I were always pretty good at sleeping in small spaces together.   We shared a twin size bed for years. Even recently in MD, we stayed on a twin size bed. When visiting Louisiana, I remember Pat and I sleeping on Darlene’s black sofa in her old place on Royce.  We sleep on a twin size bed when we visit Faith and Eban in NC…  well unless he wants to sleep with the dog, then I am booted out!  LOL

Anyway, the point is that I love to snuggle up with my husband.  Really close.  For hours.   I want that closeness… I don’t want to get away….  hold me and make me feel better!  And he did like he always does.  Last night went too fast, I couldn’t get close enough… or it didn’t seem long enough.  Although it was hours and hours… it felt like minutes.

So three times I get a sick feeling in my stomach after eating chocolate.  I wonder what the hell is up with that?