when you wake up unresolved (i.e. running is totally NOT going to happen this morning, no matter what kind of alarm was set), but fully rested, there is almost nothing better than going downstairs to turn on mr. keurig and finding delicious breakfast treats that you just did not notice the day before. eligible contestants for this phenomenon include: a) freshly made/ discovered from magic freezer land muffins (blueberry, chocolate chip), b) pancakes or waffles, c) assembled fruit salad, d) some sort of breakfast casserole, e) exciting bread/ pastry/ carbalicious item.
today it was happily e) exciting great harvest bread. i do hope i was meant to consume some, because if i could be on a call-list for great harvest…
GH: Katie? This is Great Harvest, Green Hills
K: Good to hear from you, what’s the status?
GH: 3 loaves of Cinnamon Awesomeness Loaf. $3 for all.
K: Already there, don’t you see me outside?
If only. Also, if only carbs actually made life better for longer than 10 minutes. I hope I don’t develop dependency on food. Keep an eye on me friends. A close one.
On a different note, if you speak French (and not just say you speak French because you know Spanish and hey! it can’t be that different!) please converse with me. I most definitely will not get a job if I cannot communicate in French that: ‘this is a vintage wedding dress of the owner’s from the 60’s – do you see how it has held up over time?’. LAME.
ceci est une robe de noces des années soixante de la femme qui habitait ici – vois-tu comme elle resistait aux éléments?