Maybe it’s just me, but those French Toast sticks from Burger King… amazing! Granted, I’ve been sicker than a dog for nearly a week now, mostly surviving on crackers, but still.
It was like eating these pillowy soft, yet crispy, sticks of yummy bread… sooooo good! If you’ve never tried them, you should.
In honor of this mornings breakfast, I bring you some special cookies…
If you feed them, they will come…
I can be all the way in the back of the RV, enjoying a snack from the comfort of my bed, only to be approached by a cheeky ant out of nowhere… as if they just magically arrived! No… they are not harmful, nor aggressive, but I disdain them nonetheless!
Ants and I go back a long ways, if you remember the time I wrote about the midnight Kool-aid incident of 2007. Grabbing a glass to take a drink, while in darkness of night, I swallowed a mouthful of more ants than I care to remember. I never could get the red stain of spit Kool-aid from off my comforter. We have been sworn enemies ever since!
I will hunt them down like a bloodhound, indiscriminately squishing them with my fingers, all the while, giving out loud warnings to all their kin! It’s now heading toward warmer weatherish, so they are getting active! I have learned recently that the best way to eat anything safely, requires keeping all food out of the bedroom. Don’t laugh, but when my husband brings home a snack for me, I will eat it in front of the trash can, just to ensure that all incriminating evidence lands only in the bin.
Night before last when my husband had his container of cinnamon rolls on the counter for like 15 minutes, I swear, I went to steal a bite and nearly ate a family of ants! What is the lesson that I most recently learned… nothing is safe when there are ants nearby!
Here, have some cake…
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