Eat, Read, and Be Mommy

Okay, I’m starting off with a disclaimer.  I wanted to post yesterday, and I’d be posting a longer post today, but the sad truth of the matter is, that I HAVE SHINGLES.  And it HURTS to sit at my computer.

(By the way, everything you hear about shingles being painful is, sadly, true.  Grrrr.)

I am, however, counting my blessings:  1)My hubby is taking very good care of me.  2)I have NOT the gag reflexes that two of my best friends have, which means I can swallow the huge blue pills (read:  biggest freaking things I have ever seen in my life) required to eventually stop having shingles.  (Hmmm.  I was going for 3, but I’ll have to think some more on that one.  And by the way, I originally started this paragraph with “However, I am,” and then I changed it, because despite the fact that Mrs. DiDonato’s sophomore English class was 21 years ago–am I REALLY that old?–I am still incapable of NOT neatly tucking in my howevers.)

Anyway.  To celebrate Saturday morning, since yesterday was kind of crazy even with no school, I decided to make breakfast.  I even persevered in my design after the fighting between my girlies, probably because the boy slept in and that made for a better morning regardless. (Not a good night’s sleep, necessarily.  I was up at 2:30, 3:30, 4:30, and 5:30.  Although to be fair, a LOT of people within the range of that thunderstorm were awake at 4:30, and the boy fussed at 5:30.)  Of course, it helped that these Chocolate Banana Muffins were easy and used up all of the dying bananas on my counter!  And OH, my, they were good.  They do have a lot of sugar in them for a breakfast bread, but I used a cup of whole wheat flour to a 1/2 a cup of white, and they were so good that way that I’d probably do even more next time.  At least that’s fiber, right?  And hey, it’s SATURDAY.  Which is why, despite the painful rash and fighting girlies and less-than-ideal night’s sleep, the day started off mostly right.  These muffins were moist, and chocolate-y, and banana-y, and soft, and delightful.  The salty creaminess of ‘I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter Light’ (dubbed the best tasting comparatively heart healthy butter substitute by my father after his heart attack) just made the whole experience that much better.  I didn’t even bother sprinkling the sugar on top (like we needed MORE sugar for breakfast!), and believe me, no one missed it.

These are good enough that I made them even when I realized that the power flicker last night meant I’d have to restart my computer and sign back into Pinterest to find the recipe at 8 in the morning, so please.  Do yourself a favor.  Scare up some dead bananas and go make these as soon as possible.

I promise you’ll be glad you did.