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Thursday, September 14, 2006

I want to set the record straight right here and right now. I’m not pregnant. But I have a craving that won't stop. I'm buying watermelons by the boat load. As in, I've borrowed our neighbors truck every time I've gone to the grocery for the last two months. They own a semi.

I’ve always liked a little watermelon, but usually if I have it a couple of times during the summer season, I’m good.

But not this year.

I’m eating those babies like popcorn. I mean, I’m going through one a week, easily. Is that scary or what? I’m afraid I’m going to sprout seeds.

Maybe it’s a psychological thing. I’m into the all-American summer or something like that. But I think not. I’m thinking I just have this powerful craving that I can’t seem to get over.

However, you will be happy to note that the t-shirt I’m wearing as I write this says “Chocolate Lover” on it. Course, I also have a bowl of diced watermelon beside me too—well, I did have. It’s empty now.

My husband says I have issues. I call it a craving. Please tell me you crave weird things once in while, too. Like brussel sprouts, liver and onions, or maybe even watermelon--before he gets me slated for the Dr. Phil Show.
Diann Hunt  
posted at 9:37 AM  
  Comments (29)
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At 10:11 AM, Blogger Cara Putman said...

I love the picture, Diann. I don't normally crave food. But when I was pregnant with Abigail I craved Arby's roast beef sandwiches and Pad Thai. Weird!?! Most people crave ice cream, cheesecake, and other delicacies. Me, I send my husband out to get Pad Thai!

At 10:12 AM, Blogger Denise Hunter said...

Uh, Di, I craved watermelon when I was pregnant. That and buffalo wings. Weird combo.

Maybe you should try making chocolate covered watermelon and satisfy both cravings at once.

At 10:34 AM, Blogger Pam S. said...

Ah, yes. I remember the summer of 1988--three months straight when I couldn't get enough LIMES. It was the summer I was writing my dissertation. I drank limeades, licked lime popcicles, ate key lime pie, and finally bought limes by the bagful, which I sliced and ate like you might eat orange slices. I now refer to the time (with affection, of course) as "that lime summer." At the time I chalked up the craving to stress--although limes are hardly in the 'comfort food' category!

Maybe you'll be calling 2006 "the summer of the watermelon"? LOL. You're not crazy, Diann. Enjoy!

P.S. Random thought: Have you ever read the poem, "Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle"?

At 10:48 AM, Blogger K.Michelle said...

One summer when my grandfather was in the hospital, I craved plain iceberg lettuce. I think in one day I ate 3 heads of lettuce. Then when my best friend was pregnant, she didn't have any cravings, so I guess I got one for her--Taco Bell Burritos! I had to have one everyday. Somedays I had two. The cravings go away after a while.

At 10:57 AM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

I've never had Pad Thai, Cara. Would I like it better than watermelon? ;-)

Denise, you might be onto something with that chocolate covered watermelon thing!

Pam, you feel my pain, I can tell! Lime! Now, there's one I hadn't thought of! Never heard of that poem, but it sounds good! :-)

Now burritos I could get into, but three heads of lettuce? I'm surprised you didn't grow bunny ears. ;-)

It's fun reading everyone's cravings!!

At 11:01 AM, Anonymous Suzanne Schaffer said...

Diann! I just finished reading RV There Yet and I HAVE to know...will they get together? LOVED the book!
Don't worry, I crave cabbage....bizarre

At 11:07 AM, Blogger Heather said...

I had the YEAR of the orange. Yep, for about a whole year, I ate oranges like crazy. . .was nothing for me to eat 3-4 a day. And the summer my sister had a 5 week hospital stay . . .it was Blue Bell Banana Split ice cream.

Pregnancy brought cravings for steak, chocolate milk, and Whataburger fries with a chocolate shake. I was just glad it wasn't coffee grounds (like one of my husband's aunts). Who looks at a can of coffee and says "hmmmm. . . .I'd like a spoonful of that!"

At 11:21 AM, Blogger Tina said...

I crave those little fried crab and cream cheese cakes from chinese restauants. My husband gets frustrated at me because I have usually eaten two of them before we start dinner. He's afraid I will eat them all before he gets any! I can order a dish of those all by myself. The best.

At 11:45 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

When I crave something, it's usually Old Country Buffet's chicken noodle soup or something from Taco Bell.

Every once in awhile, I want some flavored (sour cream or bbq) potato chips. (I'm generally not a chip eater.)

At 11:56 AM, Blogger Malia Spencer said...

I'm in the year of the pineapple. I can't get enough of it! Luckily for me my mom works at a grocery store and brings them home. They are little personal size ones and so sweet! They cost about a $1 each. I go through 2-3 a week. There are worse (and more expensive) addictions, right?

I don't know what I'm going to do for eight days on the mainland without my pineapple. Apples and grapes anyone?

At 12:45 PM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Thanks, Suzanne, you made my whole day!!! Whoohooo!!!

Heather, I'm with your sister--banana split ice cream! YUM!

I don't suppose canned pineapple would work, Malia? I didn't think so.

At 1:02 PM, Blogger allen said...

okay..odd man out here...but guys sometimes get cravings too...the most common for me...the sandwich to the right there...but oddly enough, the other day I HAD TO HAVE something from the Panda Grill (a China Buffet sort of place). They have this Japanese treat that is usually with the's has sweet seaweed on rice tucked into a fried (but chilled) pocket-like-dough...wierd...I know. I gave up all sugar in my diet two months ago when I hit 300...might explain the seaweed thing.

D. Chocolate on watermellon?

At 1:10 PM, Blogger Pam S. said...

Here's the "watermelon poem" (by John Tobias):

"Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle Received from a Friend Called Felicity"

During that summer
When unicorns were still possible;
When the purpose of knees
Was to be skinned;
When shiny horse chestnuts
(Hollowed out
Fitted with straws
Crammed with tobacco
Stolen from butts
In family ashtrays)
Were puffed in green lizard silence
While straddling thick branches
Far above and away
From the softening effects
Of civilization;

During that summer--
Which may never have been at all;
But which has become more real
Than the one that was--
Watermelons ruled.

Thick imperial slices
Melting frigidly on sun-parched tongues
Dribbling from chins;
Leaving the best part,
The black bullet seeds,
To be spit out in rapid fire
Against the wall
Against the wind
Against each other;

And when the ammunition was spent,
There was always another bite:
It was a summer of limitless bites,
Of hungers quickly felt
And quickly forgotten
With the next careless gorging.

The bites are fewer now.
Each one is savored lingeringly,
Swallowed reluctantly.

But in a jar put up by Felicity,
The summer which maybe never was
Has been captured and preserved.
And when we unscrew the lid
And slice off a piece
And let it linger on our tongue:
Unicorns become possible again.

John Tobias

At 1:15 PM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Love the poem, Pam!! Course, it made me want to eat another bowl of you know what. ;-) Thanks for taking the time to send it!!

At 1:27 PM, Blogger Denise Hunter said...

Allen, anytime you mention nearing 300 lbs, you might point out that you're like 7'10". Okay, maybe not that tall but pretty durn close.

At 1:31 PM, Anonymous Anna Frederick said...

Usually when we go out to eat the only thing I want to eat is some variety of Hot buffalo chicken sandwich, or buffalo wings or maybe a buffalo chicken salad. My husband asked me where I wanted to go the other day and I literally said, "Oh, anywhere's long as they serve buffalo chicken." After I said it I realized I might have a bit of a preoccupation with one type of food.

At 3:25 PM, Blogger Jaime said...

I crave grapes on a consistent basis. And only RED grapes. White, purple, big juicy seedy grapes, don't kick it. Just RED grapes. I'll eat a whole bag sometimes like someone would eat popcorn.

Wierd. I've never been pregnant ( my family is on me about that too!), but I hope the craving doesn't get wierd, like grapes dipped in mayonnaise!

At 3:44 PM, Blogger Ane Mulligan said...

Mine's palm hearts. I can't remember how I found them, but I did and now I can't get enough.

At 8:02 PM, Blogger allen said...

okay...for the record...I am just under 300 (cutting out sugar seems to be working) and I'm 6 foot 7 inches...and my shooe size is 16 which accounts for at least eighty pounds. And strangely enough...I'm thinking that chocolate covered watermellon might not be too bad. I really enjoy(ed) chocolate covered strawberry's and they had a whole plate of 'em at the big Gala Art Opening at the University of Saint Francis. Next month some of my work will be on display in the gallery and I'll have to fight the temptation again!

At 8:42 PM, Blogger Katy said...

The minute they let me eat food after having a hysterectomy, I made my best friend RUN to the grocery and buy every jar of pickled artichokes they had. I had never tasted artichoke in my life, never had been even slightly curious, but suddenly I knew EXACTLY what they'd taste like. And I HAD to have them. The craving lasted at least a month--a month of pure enjoyment!!!

Katy McKenna

At 10:50 PM, Blogger Julie said...

I crave coconut on a regular basis. I can eat it shredded, straight out of the bag. My roommate thinks I'm nuts mf

At 7:51 AM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Thanks for the comments, everyone! It's been fun reading about the cravings. By the way, there is no watermelon left in our house. Anywhere.

I've got dibs on the neighbors' semi . . . .

At 9:25 AM, Blogger Pammer said...


I remember one year (AFTER I had both my babies and hubby got scared and made sure we'd never have any more....)I had a powerful craving for....carrots. I found that the baby carrots were much easier to eat and crunchy...I could easily put away two pounds a day and that was with restraint. I kept it up, couldn't get enough. My hubby wondered if I had a vitamin deficiency or if I was mentally ill. :D One day my friend said, "Hey, you better lay off the carrots, you're turning orange." I laughed and said, "Uh-uh!" Then I looked at the palm of my hand and sure enough, it was very orangy! So I know restrain myself, but you NEVER want to be at my house if I run out of baby carrots. Their my addiction. (I'm trying to figure out how I can keep them fresh at the conference, lol.

At 9:49 AM, Blogger Rhonda Gibson said...

Lemons Di! I crave them sometimes until I think my face is one big pucker puss!

You are not alone... there are more of us out here.

At 10:07 AM, Anonymous Kelly Killen said...

Dont worry I have been craving sugar snap peas! I ate them at a restaurant over the summer and just keep buying bags of them everytime Im at the store! I am not pregnant either it just seems to be a phase! We will get over it eventually! If your husband sends you to Dr.Phil I will sit with you ha! ha!

At 10:14 PM, Blogger Kayla said...

I crave salty foods at times.

I saw your books today in our Family Christian Store. After getting to "know" you on here, it was a comfort to see them. I don't really know why, but I thought that I would let you know :)

At 9:54 AM, Blogger Kristin Billerbeck said...

I could have gone without reading this. Now I have to go get a DeBrand's truffle for breakfast that SOME PEOPLE bought me for birthday!

At 1:01 PM, Blogger Jenny said...

Too funny, Diann. When our eldest daughter was about two, I was pregnant with daughter number two. Sometimes Jaime and I would meet my husband for lunch and I often ordered watermelon (craved it with that pregnancy). He would order liver and onions because I refused to fix it for him--nasty stuff. Anyway, our two year old would pick off Daddy's plate of grossness before enjoying any of my lovely and delicious fare. Boggled my mind. However, I am pleased to report, the syndrome did not last. She is 27 now and hasn't let liver come anywhere near her lips since her sister was born.

Abundant blessings,
Jenny Cary

At 12:48 AM, Blogger Heather said...

Just had to say, I actually bought a watermelong tonight. . .haven't gotten since May, as there just haven't been many in the stores here.

Now wondering if Super Target stocked the watermelon bin because they knew you were coming to town! tehehe . . .off to cut me a slab.


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