I made a bowl of oatmeal the other night.
Once and a while a good bowl of oatmeal really hits the spot, doesn't it?
My secret ingredient to making it really good is a big dallop of vanilla ice cream on top, along with the brown sugar of course. Num.
But when I made this bowl and sat down to my 10 minutes of semi peace and quiet to eat it, I noticed a couple of hairs in it....not yum.
But I picked them out, picked one out of my mouth, and tried to pretend that didn't just happen, so I could enjoy it.
Our oldest daughter Ashley was over and took a bowl in the other room to eat it, and she has ALWAYS had a 'hair fetish' finding hair in her food totally grosses her out.
So, she starts holloring out 'GROSS mom, there's HAIR in this' ...I said 'no, there's not, eat it anyway' :) :)
But as I kept eating there just seemed to be a abnormal amount (ok, what IS the 'normal' amount) of hair. It's grossing even ME out. But hey, I had to atleast finish the part with the ice cream melted on it, right? :)
(Honestly, there wasn't much else in the house to eat at this point, I needed to go shopping.)
But as I picked another hair out of my mouth and studied it, I noticed it was sort of orange-ish and a bit curly. Hmmm.
We have a monstorous dog with that color hair....
I got up and looked in the oatmeal box and sure enough to my disgust, there were hairs all over in what was left of the oatmeal! Sticking out all over as I rolled it around. Ugh. Barforama.
then the monstorous dog comes trotting out in the kitchen to see what's going on. I compare hairs.....yes, I'm quite sure they are all his.
My theory is that SOMEONE (lindsey) dropped the oatmeal out of the pantry and swept it up and put it back in the container. It has her name written all over it. Plus, she doesn't like oatmeal, so what does she care?!
Someday ........my life will be quiet...and normal....and the oatmeal won't be hairy.