{"id":391,"date":"2009-09-18T13:53:00","date_gmt":"2009-09-18T13:53:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/justinfoell.wordpress.com\/2009\/09\/18\/memories"},"modified":"2009-09-18T13:53:00","modified_gmt":"2009-09-18T13:53:00","slug":"memories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.foell.org\/jessi\/2009\/09\/memories\/","title":{"rendered":"Memories"},"content":{"rendered":"

I can remember the first time I ate a french fry. I’m sure I had one or two when I was a toddler, but in my memory, it happened when I was either four or five years old. It was thick compared to my little fingers and very potatoey and I just about fell in love with them. I also remember them coming from a place with a girl who had red pigtails. My parents brought it home for us to eat and it was a treat because my mom always cooked dinner. After that, I’m pretty sure I wanted a french fry every day. <\/p>\n

(Who knows when my love for bean burritos happened. I’m sad it wasn’t as magical as a french fry.)<\/p>\n

Fast forward 26 years or so. During my first trimester, I had dreams. Weird dreams. Dreams that revolved around Miller Lite. I couldn’t HAVE Miller Lite and my mind was laughing at me, teasing me, saying, “You got pregnant and now you can’t drink, so suck it up!”<\/p>\n

Tuesday was our wedding anniversary (eight years, thank you). Almost one full year since my last cold Miller Lite. I ordered one with dinner. And let me tell you, it was like tasting that french fry all over again. The ice-coldness, the Miller Liteness, it was like I was tasting it for the first time (and this time really enjoying it). I wanted to chug it. But, we were having a somewhat classy dinner, on our anniversary with a baby sitting next to me. So I savored it, enjoying it with my dinner and cheesecake and that was it. <\/p>\n

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First Miller Lite post-baby. Tender.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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