Halfling Food

They tell you that you might get nauseous. They tell you that you will gain weight. They tell you to eat good food.

No one told me I would be eating like a hobbit.

Not in quantity, but in frequency.

I noticed it a few days ago at work. I get up between 6 and 6:30 in the morning, and I eat a bowl of cereal for breakfast. This is very exciting to Fritz, the oldest cat, as I have switched from rice milk back to cow milk, and he apparently loves cow milk. I eat my cereal and Fritz waits for the bowl with the milk dregs. I say "waits" when I really mean "prowls and yells."

I bring lots of bits and pieces of foods with me to work. Peanut butter and jelly. Crackers. Fruit. String cheese. Hard boiled eggs. Leftovers. Pie. It was on a Pie Day that I noticed my hobbity eating habits. I was sitting at my desk and feeling very hungry. I ate a small piece of pie. It was 9:00.

Second breakfast.

For Elevenses, I had half a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
Luncheon was chicken corn soup.
Tea: more pie.
Dinner was a banana and some crackers.
Supper was tacos. (Inspiration came to me out of the ether while sitting at my desk.)

It's not that I am eating heaps of food, but I am eating more often. The hobbity habit helps to keep down the nausea.

It's a good thing I am not traveling to Rivendell with Aragorn. They didn't get second breakfast.

I want pie.