Last night, I dreamed of a wonderful oatmeal breakfast. It had fruit, and brown sugar, and perhaps a touch of granola. What ended up happening, however, was a very different story. You may notice that in a majority of my delicious breakfast posts, I am not the chef. I have a very difficult time finagling my routine to get in a workout, a prepared lunch, a shower, an outfit AND breakfast … so most of the time I have quite a bit of help from my number one cohort. Unfortunately, this morning, he left before I even got up. As a result, I slept in, half-heartedly completed my getting ready routine, and ended up with this for breakfast:
Don’t get me wrong. I enjoy fiber as much as the next person. It just wasn’t the romantic start to my day that I had previously envisioned. I did add a nectarine for a bit more inspiration, but it was a disappointing start to the day. Lunch was equally bleak, I didn’t even bother to take pictures of that. Dinner was leftovers, and there you have my sad eating day in a nutshell, folks. All I can do is hope for better tomorrow. More creative lunches and breakfasts are DEFINITELY part of my overall plan for 2011. Watch out!