On the bright side, I did have the ingredients for my favorite breakfast on hand this morning. You probably wouldn’t like it. Chocolate soymilk, a frozen banana, two big spoonfuls of soft tofu, a few ice cubes and a handful of flax seeds. Told you that you wouldn’t like it. And even though my husband doesn’t like soy milk, tofu (unless it’s been deep fried) or flax, he wanted to know where his smoothie was. So the darkside returned just a little bit.
But then I got to work and Schwee greeted me with the information that she had brought me SOY TACOS for lunch. I love her so much right now. They were excellent tacos and soy to boot. And there also appears to be some sort of oatmeal cookie with nuts and raisins in it, which is also very nice.
And then on top of that, a book that I had been waiting for was finally delivered and it’s really, really good.
In fact, here is a stanza from Wendy Cope’s From June to December, a very entertaining poem:
I PreludeHeh. It’s funny stuff. And I like the word “knickers.” Who doesn’t?
It wouldn’t be a good idea
To let him stay.
When they knew each other better-
But she put on her new black knickers