Every Monday, my local news channel shows a clip of a rooster cock-a-doodling to help those of us with a “case of the Mondays” to get their sorry bums out of bed.
I needed that rooster this morning. I can’t imagine why, because I was in bed at 8:30. I’ve been on this “go-tobed-early” phase lately. Usually because I enjoy getting up early when I have a day to myself.
It’s just that Monday’s don’t hold much promise.
Alas, I was up and at-‘em in no time. Feeding my face. Feeding my horses’ faces. Entertaining random thoughts. You know.
Like envying those of you who have coffee shops that have non-dairy options. I’d love a non-dairy cappuccino. Or hot cocoa. Or latte. Or something.
And like how something so good [hummus] can be so bad [artichoke kalamata hummus].
Like how insanely lucky I am to have the best pony in the world.
Like how I’ve been dreaming up the best granola bar recipes for months, only to completely overlook the best one all this time: a banana swimming in peanut butter.
I was definitely a monkey in my past life. I know eating too much squash turns your skin orange…what’s too many bananas do besides keep me up-to-par with potassium?
Like how Vermont has started using cell phone towers that are supposed to look like trees, but since they’re a good many feet taller than the rest of the treeline, they just stick out like sore thumbs. There’s something about trying to blend in that just makes you more noticeable, I think.
Like how obsessed I am with this song.
Like how random it is to have a man and a woman nuzzling each other on my pumpernickel bread.
Although I was really thinking about how lucky I am to have had the opportunities to form such wonderful friendships with some pretty fantastic people.
Take Tat, for example! She is a constant inspiration to me, and someone I think I will always look up to for her bravery, honesty and generosity.
We did a fun little swap – I was just expecting date syrup, but was sent so much more, though what really meant the most to me was her wonderful note that she included. It made my night!
But this pumpernickel wasn’t far behind I’d seen Tat blog about it before and was quite envious – I haven’t seen anything like it before. I wasn’t super hungry when I got home from work (weird…) but just had to try it. It is fantastic! Dense, chewy, and full of flavor – reminds me of molasses! I smeared some of the fig preserves she sent me on it, and I am in. loaf. (hey, I haven’t said anything corny yet today – in loaf it is!)
Have you ever had real Pumpernickel?
Mondays – love ‘em or hate ‘em?