Here’s something my sister posted on my wall:
Grandpa: That’s pretty cool that thing Nicole writes…the glob
Grandma: No honey, the blog
Grandpa: Yeah, the blob
Please excuse this horrendous photo. I was too damn hungry to keep at it.
After grabbing a lemon ginger iced tea from Recess — there’s something so spectacular about drinking a chilled beverage from a mug instead of a glass — I ran in the house (actually ran) and snatched everything in sight from the fridge. One skillet sauteed shrooms, broccoli, corn and kidney beans while the other held the egg whites. I clearly have a problem with over-stuffing my omelets. Hot-sauced salsa on the side. And some carrots a-la-mom — cinnamon, lemon juice (she uses orange) and a touch of honey.
And then the most awful thing happened.
I hit the bottom of my bag of chocolate.