Don't worry I just had the most fabulous morning ever-
Oatmeal was sounding pretty good so I decided to whip some up on the stove. Put the water on to boil to come back 10 minutes later after I forgot about it to realize that specific burner wasn't actually working. After finally getting one to work and cooking it up I went to go eat my lovely oatmeal with just the right amount of brown sugar glazing the top. I proceeded to pull out five...5...FIVE hairs in the course of eating it. Each time trying to convince myself that everything was fine and it was probably my own hair. But no I finally could NOT do it anymore. When I went to rinse the bowl out after dumping the remains in the garbage I found several more hairs. The bowl was cursed. I have no idea how that many hairs got in it. I still don't, and I'm sure that they weren't all mine.
So I proceed to go for an egg. I've had eggs from Fern and Josh since last week and they needed to be used. As I go to crack the egg into the skillet it proceeds to crack with extra force and eject yolk all over my skirt. And of course it's now a complete mess in the skillet. Scrambled eggs! But no, they proceed to burn and cook poorly because of the chose skillet. I finally get too frustrated and throw the egg out. As I'm washing the skillet I then manage to spill soapy dish water all down the other side of my skirt. It's ok, I didn't want to wear this skirt today anyway.
I'm still hungry. Starving in fact. It's 11:30 and I could use a good late breakfast. So I'm going for toast. Peanut butter toast, I probably didn't get enough protein from all that hair. It's fool proof, right? I'm crossing my fingers that it doesn't burn
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