Things have been a tad bit interesting in Meghanville this week.
Maybe even a bit too dramatic, says the girl who just named a village after herself.
The very short version of this tale is the Hubby got in a wowzer of a car accident on his way back to school on Monday. He was the all too sweet and succulent cream filling in a dangerous and dastardly semi/snowplow sandwich, with nary a whole grain in sight. I suspect GMO’s were involved.
While our car and the curry he was transporting did not fare so well, the Hubby for all intents and purposes remains fully intact, including his man parts. I know you were concerned. Believe me, I get it. Can you imagine how boring this blog would be and how much my writing would suffer if my needs weren’t being met? Yep, it’s damn scary, which is why I’m happy to report the Hubby is alive and well and already back at school, studying away for his latest Pharmaceutics exam with bananas in tow. You read that right.
Along with the Hubby, my favorite phallic fruit survived the wreckage. Surely it’s a sign. Of what, we still don’t know, but amid the craziness of that day, this little and lone banana made us laugh, a lot.
The purpose of over sharing my personal life is to say I don’t have much of a blog for you today. My brain’s been on a roller coaster ride with a shot of adrenaline stronger than an any espresso I’ve ever downed, followed by the inevitable mental collapse. While I may not have a lot of words, I have food. In fact, I will always have food, which is why I’m joining Jenn’s What I Ate Wednesday link up and sharing a random day of eats from back in December. Yes, I have yet to be shared pictures of all my eats from two months ago. Welcome to the weird life of a food blogger.
And away we go.
Breakfast: coffee crack and a Coconut Cranberry Smoothie.
Lunch: a scrambled egg wrap with sautéed onions, radishes, cheese and cherry tomatoes.
Snacks: a bite of Apple Coffee Cake from the Breadsmith followed by another apple, this time dipped in peanut butter.
There you have it; a random day of food with a side of car accident. By the way, if you can’t already tell, humor is one of my defense mechanisms. It’s like swaddling yourself in a blanket of laughter. It works for me.
What’s one of your defense mechanisms?