Raving craving

So I had my first real craving last night -- for Jamba Juice.

It first came on as a hankering for orange juice, which, of course, we didn't have for once. But it quickly evolved into a inexplicable, uncontrollable NEED for a Jamba Juice. The funny part is that I hadn't had a Jamba since it was Zuka (back in the day when I used to have one for lunch every day in the Wilk). Maybe I was pregnant then or maybe it's nostalgia now. Whatever the cause, I forced Mr. Dub to drive me to the Jamba Juice that's around the corner. I would have walked but there were hurricane-like conditions outside last night, including strong winds and freezing rain. But that didn't stop me -- I ran into Jamba Juice while Mr. Dub double-parked and ranted to the poor cashier that I needed something with a lot of citrus FAST. She quickly obliged (which was a good choice because who knows what I was capable of if I hadn't receive a hearty dose of Vitamin C ASAP).

Needless to say, it really hit the spot. Now, I'm plotting my next trip. Thank goodness for Jamba's new Enlightened Smoothies, which are lower in calories. If not, I could really blow up ...

like a Blueberry Blast.