I slept rather horribly last night. I think it was because I had sore shoulders from swimming laps yesterday â€“ it was extra hard to get uncomfortable. I kept waking up and, although I generally try to resist looking at the time when Iâ€™m struggling to snooze, at one point, I snuck a look at the clock. Right before I turned on my cell, I thought, â€œI bet it is 2:13,â€ and it was 2:14. Is that not the weirdest thing? Kind of like waking up mere seconds before the alarm goes off.
Sometimes I wonder if my cell is sending off weird vibes that my brain subconsciously picks up (scary!)â€¦ aaaand then I remember the 345 days of the year that I sleep through two presses of the snooze button. Hah.
Breakfast is served!
This combo was really, really tasty.
Vanilla Greek yogurt
Does anyone else say â€˜strawberriesâ€™ like â€˜snozzberriesâ€™ from Willy Wonka? The classic version, not that new-fangled movie with Johnny Depp.
Anyway, like I said, delicious. Strawberries and all.
Have a wonderful Friday! It is Friday, right?! (I had to double-check!)