adventures in breakfast

i always figured i didn't like oatmeal.  i think i may have tried it when i was younger.  but i know i don't like farina or cream or whateverthehellyou'retryingtofeedme or shit like that.  i clumped oatmeal into the basket.

embarking on a new diet lifestyle is always tricky, but i was trying to find ways to eat things besides cinnamon toast crunch for breakfast every day.  not because i'm tired of cinnamon toast crunch, omfg are you serious? i love that cereal like a fat early-30s girl loves cinnamon toast crunch.

that's the saying, right??

so i picked up a box of quaker oatmeal.  cinnamon sugar oatmeal, obvs.  figured it would be cinnamondelicious.

and i decided to make it this morning.  i poured the little packet of oat thingies into a bowl, added the required 2/3 cup of cold water, bunged the thing in the microwave for 1:30 (packet said 1-2 minutes, way to be specific dick) and waited.

it was a bit soupy.  so i stirred it and put another :30 on the timer.

and it was still a bit soupy.  and BLAZING hot.  i decided to bring it in my office and let it cool off a bit.  as it did, it thickened into all it's cinnamon-oaty glory.  and smelled pretty good, if a little oaty.

then i decided to try it.  and was met with a consistency unlike any i had ever encountered before.  and i did not like it.  so i sent a text to awesome husband....  what follows is our convo.

me: do i have to chew oatmeal?

awesome husband: Um. Maybe.

me: then i don't like them.  swallowing them without chewing is possible but i don't know how fucking long it will take to digest.

me: which may be good.  then i won't have to eat again all day.

awesome husband:  I would guess that you should chew it.

me: then i still dislike oatmeal.

of course, i had already swallowed-without-chewing half of the bowl.  so i probably won't eat for another 6 or 7 hours, right?  does anyone know the answer to this?  do i have to chew oatmeal?  because, if so, cinnamon toast crunch shall remain my breakfast of choice.

omfg you guys

seriously.  worst blogger ever.  i get a gig piercing things and i end up ignoring all of you.

anyway, just a quick check in... from the tattoo shop :)  i haven't stuck any needles in things today.  it's been a slow week.  although i DID take my county thingamajig that means i'll get a fancy certificate and that i know how to not get AIDS.  or other blood borne pathogen thingies. 

but really, AIDS*.

but i've been busy.  working at home in the mornings.  working at the shop in the afternoon/evenings.  doing schoolwork in between.  occasionally cuddling with my cats.  seeing awesome husband once in a while.  i haven't even had time to cook proper meals.  so not only am i the worst blogger, i'm the worst wife.  awesome husband has been cleaning.

seriously.  i haven't cleaned anything in, like, months.  except the bathroom.  i've cleaned that ONCE since thanksgiving.

so, thanks for hanging in there.  i have some ideas for upcoming blogs and my schedule should be slowing down a little bit.  until then, look at this picture.

my little babeh sammy cat.  i love her so much <3

*according to my brother, one can make jokes about anything that has affected one.  we can make gay jokes, cancer jokes, AIDS jokes, and diabetes jokes because we have had gay family members, family members who've died of AIDS, family members who've died of cancer, and revbobdad has the diabetes.  so either lighten up or fuck off - i'm making AIDS jokes.