There’s something delightful about left over Chinese take out. Especially in the morning.
That’s right, I’m eating Kung Pao and watching the Sunrise.
Who says that breakfast must be eggs, toast and bacon?
When did we become so accustomed to eating certain things at specific times of the day?
Shouldn’t we begin our days on a spicy note? Won’t it help to not only get your metabolism going but wake you up as well?
On another note, I should be applying mascara at this very moment. However, I am not. It seems that I’m having a wee bit of an issue with priorities this morning, eh?
But, hey, that’s how I roll (okay, I don’t ever use this phrase but it’s just fun)!!