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That’s been my life lately. Bananas. Not rotting. My life has been pretty excellent in fact. Busy and crazy and tiring, but fun. And bananas.
Also, apparently Andrew and I don’t talk to each before going to the store because we ended up with at least ten bananas that neither of us proceeded to eat. That means we’re left with at least ten rotting bananas. Which can only mean one thing…
Banana Bread Bake-Off.
It’s happening.