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Thinking Out Loud #29

I swear blog parties are my saving grace in helping me stay get on track of days [when they aren’t serving to confuse me that is]. The dates of the month I am obliged to be aware of; no late tax payments from this human 🙂 … but Monday-Thursday has a tendency to morph into one big jumble in my head. On the topic of head jumbles: here’s mine coming at ya out loud – courtesy of her randomness Amanda!

Thinking-Out-Loud

 

1. For a long while I’ve been enjoying my time in the “selfie sidelines”… you know interested in seeing the world’s selfies but assuming it as awkward for me to get into. I should take note of it as an element of my personality [re] surfacing then, this keen snap happy state growing on me.

selfie

Half a face! Awkward.

 

2. The sea of sunflowers dotting the fields announce that spring has officially sprung, yet the weather itself? Not so much.

sunflowers

A rare day of sunshine followed in quick succession by overcast chilliness and thunderstorms… not to allow our anticipation to grow too intense of course. But then again, do I really discern the weather patterns that identify with Spring? Something tells me that I need to glance back on pre-school lessons… because in the depths of my memory there’s a tiny speck of understanding that Spring is generally wet weather. Oh Mrs R, you would NOT be proud of your beloved pupil right now.

 

3. Allow me to narrate a fascinating story concerning French toast. Last week sometime I was over at Alison’s and she was linking back to a previous post in regard to… *silence*. Think, think… ah yes! Double-unders! Right?! My intention was to check if I had in fact missed that post. Turns out that while I’d been there, I had not fully absorbed the hypnotizing effect of the French toast the lady had for breakfast.. and just like that *zap* – I was bewitched people. As expected it had to happen..

french toast -breakfast

French toast topped with chunky applesauce, cinnamon, orange blossom honey and peanut butter. Rooibos tea.

So mine doesn’t appear quite appropriately “French”… in matters of taste I’d give it 5 stars though. So.good. I envisioned having French toast for breakfast for a month straight at least, but after 3 consecutive days… I awoke one morning in a lovely nauseous state; the very idea of handling raw eggs turning my tummy upside down. Wait, what? Isn’t morning nausea exclusive to expectant woman?!   

 

4. The best antidote – in my humble opinion – to ease any iffiness [nausea anyone] will be tried and true oatmeal. And chocolate. And peanut butter. And coffee. You catch my drift? Don’t ask me what drift… just catch it.

stovetop bananafied oatmeal, swirled with Nutella in a PB jar. Coffee spiked with coconut milk.

stovetop bananafied oatmeal, swirled with Nutella in a PB jar. Coffee spiked with coconut milk.

I reckon there is no emphasis required to establish just how brain-blowingly amazingly these flavours came together. Let’s discuss Nutella instead. Such a hot and cold relationship I’ve been involved in with the sugar laden jar of chocolaty goodness, it’s a crime. There was no argument when my age was limited to the single digits; how could Nutella be anything but loved?! Followed the period where the sight of the stuff clogged my arteries. In the process of challenging fear foods – Nutella was one of the introductory convicts. My taste buds were however in that explicable “healthy” stage and I quickly determined Nutella as “eww“. As off -5 days ago… my world will never be the same again: new [naughty] taste buds meet New-tella. Hhahaa, that is such a bad pun I’m totally crying.

 

5. I’ve got some golden advice to anyone wanting to delight their senses in Nutella yet finding it too sweet. Pair it with salty. Period. You are almost guaranteed to derive maximum satisfaction from it… leave that, you will probably be hopelessly addicted. I speak from experience. Nutella on a buttery flaky croissant. Or my favourite: Nutella with Salticrax. Don’t say I didn’t warn you; you believe xyz is addictive? Not any longer…

Nutella & Salticrax

 

6. I’ve been nurturing back-to-back disappointments in the turn of events regarding the last two books I had my nose buried in recently. I cannot come to terms with the ending in the sequel to Wings  … it’s illegal.

In case you're curious - that happens to be a Cho Fudge Cookie Dough shake.

In case you’re curious – that happens to be a Choc Fudge Cookie Dough shake.

Respected authors: what joy do you derive from toying with our emotions? Aahh I just can’t; reminiscing on it is bringing a lump to my throat.

To recuperate from the sadness, I delved into a chapter of another long-standing “relationship”; the Fearless series. For the past year of journeying through the books I became wonderfully obsessed with Gaia’s character… only to have every single shard of respect and love for her shattered into smithereens in [what appears to be the final instalment] “Normal”.

Fearless 31Gaia how could you!?!

 

7. Reading makes me hungry. Without fail… there has to be a direct correlation between our energy exertion and that of our characters. Because seriously, one would think I was doing the ass-kicking with them, as opposed to sitting on mine all the while!

 

8. The diet police are an enthralling bunch (I kinda really want to design their uniforms). I’ve been contemplating and… those who come under any form of “attacks” should feel very honoured. Think of it this way: it must mean you’re an extremely important figure in society if your impression on any diet effects the reputation of it worldwide. I mean, why else would there be such drama surrounding what a human chooses to EAT for goodness sake!?

 

9. Are you still around?… tell me what’s on your mind!

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9 thoughts on “Thinking Out Loud #29

  1. It always boggles my mind to think that you guys are just heading into spring when it’s about to be fall for us up here in Canadaland. And don’t even get me started on how ragey I get when a book or series doesn’t end the way I want it to. I’ve been lucky to avoid coming across -too- many of those, but the ones I did read met pretty violent ends 😆 Oh! And your pairing strategy for Nutella sounds like the one I have for Cinnamon Toast Crunch 😉

    • I should just get it off my chest and let you know I am envious that Canada experiences the “storybook” version of fall; too pretty!
      Violent ends hey? I would have been better off -in my case- if they just…died. But nooo, they’re alive and [mentally] suffering.:( .
      Brilliant minds understands the magic in sweet & salty 😀 .

  2. I completely agree with you; chocolate, pb, oats, and coffee are always the answer to any of life’s predicaments. 😉
    I’m gonna be honest, I’ve never ventured out any saltier than almond butter when it comes to pairing x with Nutella. I’m gonna have to try the crackers next time I can get my hands on a jar! And I get the same way with reading; I really don’t know what it is, but your explanation seems perfectly valid. 😀

    • Take my word for it: Salty crackers actually surpass the pairing of “nutella and nut butter”.
      Whew! Pretty relieved to find I\m not alone in the reading hunger 🙂 … it does sound perfectly sensible doesn’t it 😉 .

    • The worse is that I loved and enjoyed the books so.much. The endings were just… heartbreaking!
      I wish I could say I constructed that beauty of a milkshake; alas it was at a restaurant.

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    • Salticrax may be the best crackers I’ve ever had. Ever. It does have a nice ring to it hey?.. almost as good as “Diddle daddle” 😀 .

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