yeah.
happy day.
y'know what today is pretty well known for?
brunch.
uh-huh.
brunch.
the thing is,
i have sh!t to do today,
so i can't F* around at noon eating scrambled benedict quiche,
or whatever mimosa-laced idiocy is most popular this year.
i can't hang out.
but,
i can keep it semi-appropriate,
and specific to the spirit of the day.
mmmhmmm.
with no moms in sight anywhere,
i still treated myself to a little celebratory somethin'.
check the breakfast-for-no-moms-type teleport:
a hint of coconut,
a trace of vanilla,
a kiss of brown sugar,
and a heap of sugary strawberries?
that's right.
whipped creamy stuffs and real maple syrup, too?
well,
c'mon,
what am i?
an A*hole?
you know that i take my panniecake game very seriously.
and i'm not about to waterbaby out, just because my ma is isn't here.
that's no joke.
i tuned up four of those vegan-sour-cream fluffsters,
and i did it in record time.
shark gluttony takes care of itself.
***********
cooking,
and bragging about it.
i guess i might be sort of a jerk, huh?
yep.
s'pose it beats the pants off of complaining about day to day efforts, tho.
there is food on the table,
there is (soy)milk in my tea...
heck,
there's tea in the kettle.
this is What Is,
and it's all that there is.
there's no telling what's next,
only that it's gonna be just as much of a pain in the A*.
i mean it.
shedding layers to acclimate to warmer weather;
shedding old skin to make way for new life;
shedding old roots to break new ground;
it's ALL really happening-
out with the old bustedness,
and in with the new hottness;
never quiet, never soft.....
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