January 9: National Apricot Day
If I had any say in the matter, I’d make apricot day in October because apricots belong in haunted houses. Did anyone else play that game where you’d be blindfolded and reach into boxes or jar or whatever that contained “body parts”? Cold spaghetti noodles were veins. Peeled cold grapes were eyeballs. Dried apricots were ears.
Dried apricots will always be ears to me.
Tomorrow: Bittersweet Chocolate Day
TMI Alert but when you’re prego and constipated and you don’t want to take a lot of medicine, the nurse tells you to eat dried apricots. I hate them.
Do you hate them because they remind you of being constipated, or you’ve never liked them and now you hate them more because you were forced to eat them to make yourself poo?
If the worst thing about pregnancy is eating apricots, I think I’m golden. 😉
Never liked them and being forced to eat them just makes it worse.