It’s back! The blog is back! Hallelujah, praise Bieber.

Thanks for sticking with me through all of the “account suspended” business. I was finally able to get things transferred to a new host that does not hate me and want me dead, so that’s nice!

To celebrate I made brinner. You know…breakfast for dinner. Brinner.

My husband works third shift and usually wakes up just as I’m starting dinner. He loves when I make breakfast for dinner since it actually is his breakfast. I was so sure he was going to be pleased when he saw this.

Instead, he walked in the kitchen, looked around, and asked where dinner was.

Um, hello? Don’t you see the marshmallows and Nutella? What about the WHOLE GRAIN BREAD and EGG?

Dinner. Duh.

Normally, I’d probably call this dessert, but it’s been a rough few days and the idea for a s’mores stuffed french toast popped in my head and wouldn’t get out. So, I went with it. I’m glad I did, even if it did cause my husband to put his cheek against my forehead to check for a fever.

I’m not sick. I’m just brilliant.