Friday, August 28, 2009

Breakfast of Champions

After two consecutive nights of dark and ominous nightmares, I needed to snap out of my moodiness something fierce this morning. It was pouring outside, everything in me felt like crap, and I just hated life for a second.

I needed the right lift. Oatmeal. Yes. With peanut butter and butterscotch. Yes.

MORE importantly, Hall and Oates "You Make My Dreams Come True," blasted as loud as it gets. As I packed a lunch, I danced around the kitchen with such delight... you wouldn't have even suspected that I woke up as a grumpy stooge on the wrong side of the bed.

This was ME.

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