I ate chocolate cake for breakfast this morning.
There, I said it.
Before you go thinking I’ve lost my mind, it was the best thing to do at the time!
We don’t normally have chocolate cake in the house, let alone any that’s available for breakfast. But it was my birthday on the weekend.
And we don’t normally bake a cake for my birthday. By “we”, I mean my husband Tony. All I did was got to Bulk Barn, disinfect and glove up, to make sure we had cocoa in the house.
But here we are.
If you’re like me, your routine, and more, has been – ahem – affected by this COVID 19 global pandemic. It is global, after all. My first responsibility this morning was to get up and out early for a trip to Costco.
This is what it’s come to. The modern equivalent of foraging for food and supplies on a Thursday morning.
With visions of lineups and stranger danger dancing in my head, I realized that if I grabbed a quick breakfast, I could fit in a walk. I scanned the barren kitchen cupboards and fridge. Nothing.
And then I saw it. A quarter of my Quinoa 365 chocolate birthday cake looking so lonely on top of the microwave.
It called to me, “Laura…..”
Once upon a time ago there was a girl named Laura who asked for a black forest cake for her birthday – every single year. In retrospect, I’m not sure if my love affair with black forest was all that innocent. That the rest of my family of six hated it may have been a factor. Leftovers were guaranteed.
OK, I admit it. I still love black forest cake. It has chocolate in it, after all. Every year, I would get up the next morning, and the morning after, and chow down before anyone else found their way to the kitchen. It was a slice of chocolate, whipped cream and cherry heaven.
I’ve had many conversations about rediscovering what we loved as children over the past several years, but never as many as in the past two weeks.
You know what I rediscovered this morning? Besides birthday cake for breakfast?
The pleasure of a good giggle.
I hope you are finding something to laugh about, too.
In growth, and not just of our waistlines,
PS. Outbreaks of laughter are a common side effect of our Free Community, Connection and Coaching Calls taking place on Zoom. You can join us by clicking here.