I have a chia pet that is otherwise known as "the floor of my kitchen"

Who doesn't love a chia seeds? I'm a lifelong fan. You might call me an evangelist even. When my niece was 13, I gave her a Bob Ross Chia pet head for Christmas. She could not have been more thrilled. 

I'm pretty certain she was thrilled at least. 

Mostly.

Bob Ross Chia Pet Head

Chia seeds are also an essential ingredient in my extremely complicated morning smoothie recipe. I measure them out and dump them in the blender along with flax seeds, hemp hearts, hemp powder, psyllium, steamed kale, blue berries and a running list of other items I'm experimenting with and/or are about to go bad in the fridge. It's amazing how you can chuck very questionable fruits or vegetables into the blender and never know they weren't top notch after a thorough decimation.

As I told someone the other day, I can never go back to the office. My morning routine has become far too complex and time-consuming to take the show on the road.

Anyway, the other day, I spilled I'm going to say a quarter cup of chia seeds all over the kitchen floor. The kitchen floor is black. The chia seeds are black. Chia seeds are small and round and shoot in all directions with remarkable speed and high velocity bouncing.

I started trying to clean up the extremely large scatter zone with a damp towel. Until I realized some were stuck in between the floor boards and probably all I was doing was watering them.

Each day, I wake up and inspect whether I have a crop. A kitchen garden, if you will.

I'll let you know if I manage to start a new viral sensation. I'll call it an Edible Rug, maybe. Or something that crafty types into #cottagecore or #homesteading will go for.