My chocolate attack has thankfully brought me back to blogging again, a pass time that hasn’t interested me in over a month (anything with computers in general, really). I suppose it’s a pregnancy thing –the desire for chocolate and the adversity to anything computer related. Perhaps my house won’t be able to portray the mod minimalist approach, but for the last month or so, my life has reflected such. I certainly hope to recover from this "anti-computer virus" as writing is my life. I have cut back on most activities; ask me what I do with my time and I will spare you most of the details. It would take too much effort to tell you what I am not doing. These extra steps have been willingly dumped and just thinking of it is tiring. Uncooked brownie mix is just an example of the elimination of extra steps. Why bother with the egg, the bowl for mixing, the measuring cups and spoons, the spatula for scraping, and the pan for cooking when the real treat is the mix itself in its’ original form. If I ate only a portion of the mix with a bit of water and oil, I would receive the same satisfaction as if I had licked the bowl, and I could skip the part where the oven would have to be preheated to 350. I would still treat the chocolate craving without dirtying extra dishes, wasting an egg, and using unnecessary electricity. Plus, I won’t have to share or admit that I broke my eating program a little (it was a low carb brownie mix as well, making the “sin” less menacing).
Sorry folks, no great news about anything. No continuation of the Grimm fairy tale or adventures of being a mom. This writer has temporarily taken a breather while diligently looking for the Land Rover keys
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