Life As I Know It = Over

Warning: This post may be detrimental to your effort to lose weight. Or to your Cholesterol. Or to your Vampirism. Or to your Low-Carb diet. Or to your efforts to abstain from Trader Joe's (although why anyone would EVER do that, I can't understand).

First, to the title of this post. This happened this morning:

And has continued this afternoon.

I keep forgetting and am apparently trying to kill him. Moments before the above picture was taken, I was getting up to get myself lunch. I plopped him down on the couch, as I do FREQUENTLY (I know, I know) and grabbed some toys to keep him entertained. As I walked out of the room, I turned back and noticed he was starting to roll over to reach for a toy. Problem was, I'd placed him 90 degrees to how you see him in the above picture, so he was precariously close to toppling off the side of the couch. I corrected his placement and went to grab my lunch. Hopefully I can remember this new milestone has occurred from now on and will not allow him to throw himself onto the ground (which luckily, as of late, is covered in pillows anyway due to Dylan's new found obsession with "forts" and "cuddling with his puppy" which, although it closely resembles Tahoe, is a stuffed version of The Beast.).

Now to my above referenced lunch. You know that one of the following two things are true when I start to eat this particular combination of foods EVERY DAY.

1) I'm pregnant
2) It's Summer, or at the very least, "summery" outside.

I AM NOT PREGNANT. It was 78 here yesterday and it's 72 here today. Damn, it's awesome.

During Summer, or Spring, or Really Freaking Warm Winter Days on The Central Coast of California, I am obsessed with any combination of Tomatoes, Basil, Garlic and Fresh Mozzarella. And when I say obsessed, I mean I can't stop thinking about it. It's all I want to eat, it's all I want to smell. I want to put it in a little pouch and take it to bed with me. I want to take it into the shower and rub it all over myself in the hopes that it will seep into my pores. I love it that much. It's a sickness. I should join TBGFM Eaters Anonymous. I should be the Spokesperson and President. I would probably also be the founding member.

Anyway, Trader Joe's carries my most favoritest of all fresh Mozzarella products. Perlini's. They're teeny tiny little balls of fresh Mozzarella heaven. My favorite thing to do with them is to mix them with some Bruschetta Mix, also from TJ's and eat them with a bunch of Sea Salt Pita Chips. This, my friends, was my lunch today.

I didn't intend on taking this picture, or even sharing my lunch with you, when I started eating it. But by the time I dug into it, I knew I had to at least share the combination with you. And then warn you that the garlic smell might seep out of your computer. THEN, I found a chunk of garlic. CHUNK. See it up there? On the littlest of Pita chips? Yea. That's garlic. OMG, mother-effing delicious garlic. And see the sickening amount of precious, life giving olive oil that's collected at the bottom of the bowl? As "good" as they say olive oil is for you, I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to drink it. Even if it's TBGFM flavored. OMG. Just breathe it in, people.