I point this out because:-
i) it has just occurred to me that cravings and the indulgence of cravings are superb reasons to which one can look forward while pregnant (apart from the obvious bringing into this world another human life produced by you and (hopefully, but you never know in these liberal, marriage-eschewing times) your spouse) reason. You can crave anything! And you'll have an excuse to demand your food of choice anytime you want it! "I want a jar of olives NOW! What, you said no? Did it slip your mind that I am currently a receptacle and incubator for a living, breathing, innocent creation of God that I will eventually have to eject from a 2 inch wide orifice? Yeah. THOUGHT SO.";
ii) this shared love of green olives means I have something in common with Ashlee Simpson in addition to the fact that both of us are unable to sing at all;
iii) Minnie Driver has impressed me. Giant olives! I applaud your food-minded imagination and now like you (I started disliking her during Good Will Hunting because I was jealous that she got to be Matt Damon's love interest. Both on- AND off-screen... some people are just lucky);
iv) I wonder what I'll crave if I ever become pregnant, seeing as I pretty much want to eat all those things all the time now anyway. My cravings will probably and ironically consist of foods I loathe right now. Like coconuts and green peas and Malay kuih and Pepsi and above all, catfish. URGGHHH catfish: my gag reflex's mortal enemy and the only food I cannot even put in my mouth without wanting to spew.
