egg-nog Last night I got into the egg nog that was sitting in the fridge.  I love the nog, seriously, I – love – the – nog.

But eggs make me painfully gassy.  You didn’t need to know that, but I haven’t updated in a while and this is what I have to work with if I want to post something.

After a movie or two and a few glasses later I was off to bed.

This morning, I got up, walked to the rest room and doubled over in pain.  I know eggs give me some pain, but this was like unbearable pain.

When I got to work and had my coffee, you know what I did?  I went downstairs to the deli to get a breakfast sandwich… with eggs.

I’m all cramped up at my desk and totally want another.  I don’t want more pain, but good lord I love eggs.  Even when it’s crippling pain I’m thinking about my next egg fix.

Seriously, something is wrong with me in the head.