|Cherry tomatoes, rainbow silverbeet and basil|
Well after whining about my failed tomato crop a couple of days ago, I had a pleasant surprise this morning. I just left them alone for a couple of days. When I went out to pick the ripe ones there were lots - without holes and despite the wilting lower leaves. Maybe I'd gotten rid of most of those grubs to the chicks. Maybe they crawled away when they knew I wasn't boasting anymore and had confessed my boasting sins via blog. There were enough tomatoes to justify the use of my Little Red Riding Hood basket that I picked up especially for veggie picking 6 months ago at the op shop. It's been sitting disappointed at my back door all this time willing me to produce a bit more so it can be used.
|My favourite breakfast|
So I picked some garden ingredients for my favourite breakfast - silverbeet, tomatoes and basil. Whizzed them all up in a frypan with a smidge of cooking spray, some mushies and an egg, wacked them on some toast and served it all up with a nice cup of earl grey. (You'll notice that my egg remained intact so I'm bound to have a good day today.) Now you may be looking at my breakfast and thinking that is a lot of food. Yep you're right - but I always have a big breakfast with lots of veggies. Several years ago I lost 23kgs on weight watchers and it changed the way I eat. A big breakfast fills me up and stops me snacking on crap in between. And I eat lots of veggies. There you go my secret weight loss weapons!
While I was eating my brekkie Littlest Monkey Boy hit me with a question "How do we know the Big Bang happened if there were no people around to see it happen?" Now Littlest Monkey had his first day of school on Monday. We had 40 minutes of crying and screaming and force dressing to get him there. He carried Tiny Ted his current favourite stuffed toy with him the whole day. Fortunately, he enjoyed himself once there. But he is still my baby and he wasn't the only one sooking that morning. I had to wear sunglasses at drop off to hide my weeping. But I think it is time to let go. If he's big enough to bamboozle me with questions on cosmological theory over breakfast then he's big enough to totter off with Tiny Ted to school.
|Teary Littlest MonkeyBoy with Tiny Ted looking cold and apprehensive on his first day of school.|