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Sunday, May 20, 2012

Lessons in Food Prep

In the last 3 months the boyfriend (whom I lovingly refer to as "Pook") has proceeded to give himself food poisoning at least 3 times - there may have been more incidents, but I'm assuming that he has begun to refrain from letting me in on these little adventures.

The first time this happened I felt bad for him. You see, we live two hours away from each other, so unless we're together on the weekend, a lot of our communication stems from phone calls and text messages. So when he first informed me through text that he wasn't feeling so hot due to something he ate I gave him the full blown "Oh baby, I'm sorry." That is, until I talked to him later that night and he gave me the full story.