I fried a pound of bacon this morning mainly because one of the girls had a friend sleep over and we’re low on exciting food. Then, after going on a run and hopping in the shower, but forgoing the hair washing, I soon discovered when using the blowdryer to spruce up my hair, that the smell of bacon had fully lodged itself into my hair. At first this concerned me, but I quickly realized if I have to walk around all day with hair smelling like something other than shampoo, it could be much worse than bacon. So I’m rolling with it.
In other recent news it is now 12:04 pm and it occurs to me I have thus far today had the strangest assortment of food. A bowl of oatmeal, 2 or 3 slices of the aforementioned bacon (I lost count), some grape tomatoes hastily dredged through hummus which I ate while unloading the dishwasher, and, after I completed that chore and was able to give snacking my undivided attention, I smeared a few pieces of romaine lettuce with hummus and put a grape tomato on top.
Note: this is my latest snacking obsession but usually with a slice of Havarti. We’re out of Havarti, though, and I was too lazy to cut from the gigantic hunk of cheddar from Costco so I ate it sans-cheese. This combination is so good the girls have even gotten turned onto it. Not nearly as much as me since I’m popping HDTs like candy, but they’ll snack on it after school if I happen to have all the necessary parts splayed out on the kitchen counter. (Hummus-dredged tomatoes. Catch up.) Read more →