Allergies run amok from working in the yard yesterday, I took a Benadryl last night and one this morning. I’m fair to middlin’ now, except I can’t feel my hands or gums anymore. I love modern medicine!

So I made blueberry muffins this morning. Why does the box always say to fold the blueberries gently into the batter? Like it’s not all going into the same place, anyway?! Like the batter won’t turn a lovely purplish hue if you lovingly hand drop the berries in, one by one, as if they have berry feelings? Please!

Anyway, aren’t they beautiful? I had three.

And bacon. I made a couple strips of bacon, which gave me pause to consider that I was basically frying up fat to eat. What sane person gets up in the morning and says “I think I’ll forgo the Cheerios today, Martha! Make me a big bowl ‘o fat instead!”

Wild stuff, food.