ok, so after doing an informal mental food diary over the past few months, it appears to me that i have a peanut allergy. fortunately, it is not one of those allergies like those sad little kiddies who go into anaphalectic shock when they even get a whiff of peanuts; maybe it is more of an intolerance. i don't know. but i do know that any time i have anything peanut related, i get sick later.

now, you have no idea how serious this is. i am a person whose favorite snack since the age of 9 has been a spoon and a jar of skippy. my favorite sundae at friendly's? the reese's peanut butter cup — not those lame-ass reese's pieces, mind you, but the gooey, chocolate and peanut concoction. all gone. gone, gone gone. but so many processed foods also have peanut in them. or peanut oil. or some other peanut by-product. on the one hand, i am delighted that i am figuring this out so that i can help myself feel better. on the other hand, i am so very sad that my favorite treat has to go bye-bye.

it could be worse. i could find out that i can't have chocolate any more. ::sigh::