Oh, My Beloved Blog

Oh, my beloved blog. I have ignored you for far too long. There was a time when I used to post here every day and now my postings are as rare as a well-behaved child. I’m not referring to any one parent in particular – and especially not a parent who reads my bl0g – but those childre you always see at the grocery store or at restaurants who are bored and running all over the place and screaming. You know what I’m talking about.

I had a thought this morning about being poisoned and I have a feeling that should anyone ever decide to murder me by poisoning my food, that fatal fare would taste very much like Chobani vanilla yogurt.

I like yogurt. I don’t eat a lot of it because I’m not a big fan of dairy and whatever nutrition is in the stuff I feel I can get from other foods I like better. But I’ve been hearing so much about Chobani Greek yogurt for so long I finally decided to give it a try. What if, I thought, being a Greek yogurt, it actually tasted like tzatziki sauce? I love tzatziki sauce and with that needling thought, I couldn’t risk not knowing any longer so I picked one up this weekend and I had it this morning.

Vanilla flavor.

Barf.

If you ever decide to poison me, just mix the arsenic in with some Chobani vanilla yogurt and I’ll never know the difference.