Gingy Breakfast

I’m a bit of a control freak but I get so tired of routine sometimes. So today I woke up and didn’t want anything remotely breakfasty so I had Gingy the gingerbread man from Tasha’s and some other big cookie thing which has, I think, Brazilian nuts and chocolate chips inside. It’s beeeg. It’s always a bit tricky eating Gingy so I always reenact the scene with Lord Farquaard in Shrek I, I start with the legs and then I go for the buttons –Gingerbread Man: NO! Not the buttons! Not my gumdrop buttons! These ones are smarties buttons …getting really gruesome I can just hear Gingy saying “eat me” and spitting in my face! I feel like a beast.

Sorry Gingy, a girl has to eat.

Bacon and eggs? So overrated. Last night was another episode of “Too Black to Handle” – had some Chicken Licken wings, the monkey on my back was so large I was practically crawling. Their drive through is still so slooow though they might as well call it the slow-through. That hot sauce…se vir ma Ek is nou nou daar!