Up fairly early this morning and not wanting to make more mess until I had a chance to unload the dishwasher I eyed the bag of poppy seed bagels taunting me with their goodness but annoying the crap out of me due to the wipe-up afterwards one has to do to get all the errant poppy seeds off the counter, floor, hallway, cats.
So while Maggie was out munching on a bit of breakfast I stared at the fridge but nothing appealed to me. I finally resolved to see if I could get the bagel out of the bag and separated without leaving what to the casual onlooker might look like mouse droppings all over the place.
I found if you reach into the bag and separate the bagel halves in there, move the bag next to the toaster, and transfer directly there, then remove the bottom half, which on most doesn’t have many poppy seeds, place on dish, lather that one up with topping of choice, and then remove the poppy-laden top half, chances are you’ve made next to no mess.
That’s about it. Not much to report in the world of baby at the moment except she’s growing and doing great, loves little pieces of garbage she finds as much as the expensive toys she’s got. Also likes it better when her dad isn’t grumpy as hell because he didn’t eat a bagel, which was sort of the point of this exercise to begin with.