I suspect it has been shoved up near my heart, giving more truth to the "way to a man's heart" expression. Yeah I know I'm not a man, but I'm certainly not a chick either. So it turns out that a few good meals IS the way to keep me content for a while.
The thing about bitching on LJ is that almost no one seems to follow up with an "we're ok now" type post. Things are actually good again. I can return to thinking about random, useless things.
Oh ok, fine, I'll just go back to work. But the random thoughts remain since I'm not angry or upset or anything.
Then again, I don't Really want to know where my stomach is right now. I'm happy enough that it's FULL of husband-made chocolate waffles.