I mean, not in terms of quality; that, despite my dislike of total orderings, would be the stuff I had at Lucille's in Fort Collins on the move back here. Man. Tastiest oatmeal ever, there. If you're at all in the neighborhood of Fort Collins, CO, go eat beignets and oatmeal and anything else there, because it is all so very good. The coffee has chicory in it, which may be an incentive for you or a warning. Me, I like chicory.
But anyway. This morning's oatmeal was the most appreciated oatmeal ever, because it was not yogurt. When I hear people talking about how they need to start their day with protein and not carbs, I cannot help but believe them that that is how their bodies work, but it certainly isn't how my body works.
Also: I woke up in pain, but I didn't wake up from pain. And that, my dears, is what we call progress.
Tonight I am going to have Kraft dinner for dinner. I am really excited about the Kraft dinner. It's the most exciting thing I plan for today, although you should all feel free to give me more exciting news, of course.