I got up this morning and made banana bread muffins.
This is certainly not out of the ordinary. After all, I’ve been getting up and making banana bread muffins for years now. (When one eats as many bananas as I do while having a very small “perfect banana” definition, there is a much larger banana bread window than banana eating window at chez moi.)
But one thing was different today. After I put the muffin pan in precisely the center of the center rack and set the timer, I texted Biggest.
“Making banana bread muffins and missing you.” Continue reading