I totally forgot to take a picture of my snack this afternoon. I blame some sort of heat-induced memory lapse. To save energy and money, I keep the air conditioner thermostat set to 80º during the day. This means that it comes on approximately every half hour, or just often enough to keep Jack and I from drowning in our own sweat. Then at about 5:30, I turn it down to 74º so Chris doesn’t start crying when he walks in the door.
And there you have it. A day in the life of my air conditioner.
Oh! But there’s more. When I realized I forgot to take a picture, I created a reenactment for you of my snack, deconstructed. I have seen them do this on Iron Chef, only with salads. Same thing, right?
So we have peaches:
Yeah, I know. There are some apples in there. And a lime. Focus on the peaches, okay? I had two.
Yogurt:
Maybe a cup?
And honey:
Probably a teaspoon. The peach wasn’t quite ripe.
Okay. That’s a lie. It was. I just like honey.