This morning was a late morning for us. We all snuggled a bit in bed, so it was after 8am before I got up and got my shower. Matt left for work, I got dressed and it was 9am before I was attempting to get breakfast.
If I don't get something in my system, I can get grouchy and nervous and shaky. (no comments please.) :)
I get bored with breakfast pretty easily, so at the moment I am drinking a powdered, organic, sprouted protein drink mixed with carrot juice and a green drink. It makes me feel very good in the mornings!
(now you are thinking that I am insane...just wait.)
I got it mixed and was standing there drinking it, when it somehow it fell out of my hand.
It took a second or two to register that my breakfast was across the kitchen counter.
I quickly picked up my glass to salvage what was left and then realized it was all over a library book...
Why is there a library book on the kitchen counter????
Who put that there???
Quick! Pick it up and get it clean. I have bought enough books lately!!! (ok, only one)
(all of the thoughts going through my head at that moment.)
I saved the library book and somehow managed to get all the carrot/green/protein goo off of it.
To Rosemary...just ignore the previous few lines... ;)
I turned back to the mess on the counter.
There sat my breakfast.
I tried to wipe it up, but there was just too much. This stuff is not cheap and that was the last of the green drink.
I can't make another one and I am hungry.
The counter top was clean....
I could not scoop it into my glass.
I am not wasting this...
What else was I supposed to do???
So I pulled out a straw.
Yes ma'am, I did!!! I drank my breakfast from the kitchen counter with a straw!!!
It distressed my daughter.
She asked me to stop.
Now you know that I am certifiable. :)