Wednesday, February 15, 2012

This Day Was Bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S!

My day started off like any other day today. I woke up after ignoring my alarm clock a few times, hopped in the shower, grabbed my breakfast and ran out the door. Nate and I are trying to eat a little healthier, so we bought bananas. Bananas and I have always had a love-hate relationship. A rocky on and off again ordeal. The soft and slimy texture of bananas (or yogurt-like substances) usually make me gag, but because they are deemed a healthier option than the blueberry cobbler I made last night, I decided to eat one this morning. Bananas are an easy option on the go and you can eat them while you drive.

Only I should know by now that eating and driving is a bad choice. As I am driving along and eating my banana, I bite into something hard. As previously discussed, the texture of banana is soft and slimy, not hard and crunchy. I immediately spit everything out of my mouth and look down to see this:

It might as well have looked like that. My face did.
So maybe it wasn't quite like that. It was a gross brown, round mass I have never seen before. Especially not in my bananas. After my dear coworker Jessica consulted our top expert on the matter, Google, we found out it was a banana worm. I called Nate to tell him the news. I would now be growing a banana-worm alien child inside of me, and unfortunately he would not be the father. He was at work, so I don't think he really even listened to me, or if he did, he didn't think it was a big deal. Maybe he thinks the banana will pay child support? Anyway, we also found out the banana worms can have laxative type properties. As I type this up, I can tell you... it may be true. The insides are not feeling too well this evening.

Have you ever eaten something on accident that made you ill, or made you want to be ill?

2 comments:

  1. If the banana does pay child support, then you will have to eat many, many more banana worms!

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  2. When I saw that picture on my blogger news feed thingy I was really, really hoping you were going to say Nate made that for you. And I wasn't sure to be happy that he is so talented or sad that he never let us know. That sounds a lot more mean than I meant it to. The end.

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