These are random musings of my life journey, the people, animals, places, and events which have woven, and continue to weave, a tapestry that is me. We all know there is no real destination, only the ongoing experiences which blend together, creating the trail. Each step gives a glimpse of what is to come, without allowing me to see the end result. It is exciting. I have a home base that is mine, that gives me a place to rest. This is it. This is where my heart is, no matter where I journey...................
Wednesday, February 06, 2013
Breakfast .... hrumph.
I pretty much hate breakfast.
Well, I hate weekday breakfast. Weekend breakfast is OK.
There is nothing that appeals to me, that requires minimal time prep, and with little cleanup.