Warm n' toasty

I just realized that haven't really eaten in three days. I cook constantly, I just don't have time to eat. I make three meals a day and they are ALL separate meals. Something for the Baby. Something different for the Kid and again something different for the husband. (The Kid, he's particular.) Me, I just don't get around to eating. I have too much going on.

The one thing that I do love that is quick and easy, is cinnamon toast. I often ate it as a kid and I love the comforting taste and smell. I like to melt the butter first, then add the perfect amount of cinnamon and a lot of sugar. I usually try and make myself a piece in the morning. But that usually goes bust (as it did today) and I find it on the counter approximately 4 hours later. No longer warm, slightly hard, but still that delicious smell that makes me happy. I could use a truckload of cinnamon toast today.

This looks like it's been pecked at by wild birds. It took me all day to eat this. A bite here, a bite there. This will end up being breakfast, lunch and dinner. Oh and the Benadryl - pretty much a staple around here lately with an apple juice chaser.