I finally decided to make my own breakfast when there was a lull in the action. This lull is otherwise known as the moment when I can chill because Tank has officially left the building and is on his way to school in a car driven by Ed. This was a momentous occasion. Ed hadn't threatened his younger brother with bodily harm for moving too slowly. AND I believed that they would arrive at school without running the risk of Tank being awarded yet another tardy. One more tardy and he will have a Saturday detention. Sigh.
Ah, breakfast. I was famished. I set up the tots to chow down on their food in the junior chairs (still utilized by my 9 and 11 year olds) at the kitchen table. I descended the basement stairs with a gallon of skim, since the basement fridge in our mini-kitchen only had 2% (in addition to some really foul smelling broccoli, almost an appetite killer, but I was REALLY hungry. My early morning classes have that effect on me). Mini was in the shower. That girl needs lots of assistance to get out the door in the morning. As hungry as I was, I opted to heat up a breakfast sandwich for her BEFORE I prepared my oatmeal. Is it wrong to hope that some day the kids will look back and recognize me as selfless and not just mouthy and loud?
|OK, so I get that this doesn't LOOK appetizing, |
but these breakfast sandwiches are the bomb.
Ah, my oatmeal. I require gluten free oatmeal. My freak-meal requires a whopping 3.5 minutes in the microwave. Torture. I convinced myself that I could survive the delayed breakfast, while I defrosted Mini's meal.
I was pouring my dry freak-meal into the bowl when the microwave stopped. Mini's sandwich hadn't even begun to sweat. The microwave had literally given me less than 5 seconds in its final spin.
|I only borrowed this towards the end of summer, so there |
wasn't a huge attachment. Still!
This box was feeding me and keeping me sane.
I was pleasantly surprised to discover
that it made a great baked potato.
Mini had other options. I informed her of the dead appliance, and she shrugged. A bagel would suffice. Lucky.
My breakfast includes freak-meal followed later by the insides of a breakfast sandwich minus the English muffin. I was so hungry. I can eat Cheerios, but I practically require the entire box to feel full.
My food wasn't heated up, but I was.