Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. And for me, it doesn't matter what time I get up, I have to have breakfast food. Cereal, milk, eggs and bacon, pancakes or waffles, bacon, french toast, bacon. Stuff like that. Even if I stay up really, really late and then don't get up until 10 or 11 the next "morning" I can't just jump right into lunch. I have to eat my breakfast! Which is why, although it is already 11:30, I am eating a bowl of Raisin Nut Bran right now.
You may be assuming that I stayed up really late or just decided I needed a WHOLE lot of sleep and that I've just woken up. Not so! I was up and about at a good hour this morning and have actually been quite productive. Which I think is the problem. Somehow or other, between making some important phone calls, mowing the yard and doing the weedeating, and showering, I managed to FORGET TO EAT BREAKFAST. !!! How does that happen? I am NOT the type of girl who skips ANY meal, but most certainly not breakfast. It's my favorite meal. It's the only meal where it is perfectly acceptable to have an abundance of sugar and a complete absence of vegetables.
I was just sitting here wondering why I was so incredibly hungry this early in the afternoon when it dawned on me that I had never eaten breakfast. It's a wonder I was able to actually get the lawn mown with no sustenance to, uh, sustain me.
By the way, I've just learned that Breakfast of Champions is a novel written by Kurt Vonnegut. Huh. I thought it was Wheaties.
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