Thursday, July 2, 2009

My Delicious, Horrifying Late Night Snack


Last night James and I stayed the night at James' parents in Duncan, AZ. We had an early dinner of macaroni salad and squash and then nestled in their couches to watch the Diamondbacks lose again. Around 10:00 when his parents went to bed and the little neices and nephews were fast asleep, James and I were hungry again for a late night snack. (Not a big suprise for a pregnant woman who's quite often hungry.)
So we surveyed the kitchen for something lite... wishing for the yogurt I accidently left in Safford. We both decided a small bowl of cereal would do the trick. James pulled out honey bunches of oats...Normally I would have the same because I do enjoy a flaky oat cluster, but for some odd reason I reached for the rice crispies. Odd to say the least. I haven't eaten rice crispies outside of a marshmellow treat in ages. But I thought that last night it might just hit the spot and that I should maybe go outside my comfort zone a little. See... I can be wild and spontaneous from time to time!
Anyway, there I stood in the kitchen eating my bowl of rice crispies in the dark, not wanting to wake anyone. I was enjoying the cereal and had eaten over half when I took a step toward the kitchen sink. The moonlight from the window over the sink cast a ray of light onto my bowl. With my mouth freshly full of a large bite, I glanced down and saw my rice crispies moving... moving quite alot. Now I know they snap, crackle, and pop, but move? I held the bowl up to the window and stopped chewing midbite for further examination. My bowl was full of weavels!.... AAAAH! Delicious!

5 comments:

Amanda said...

Oh YUM! Now if that won't make you sick what will?

Lindsay said...

I almost threw up in my mouth! that is horrible!! EWWWW. Sorry.

Emma and Dan said...

As I read your story, I audibly gasped. How sick! You poor thing! I bet that will be the last time that you have Rice Krispies for many years to come.

Emma and Dan said...

Oh by the way, baby boy is here and we named him Kevin. He's amazing!

Carrie said...

That is horrifying!!! Kind of like the time I took a big swig of curdled butter milk thinking it was normal milk! Luv ya!