I tried. I promise I did--I tried really hard. At least once a year I make a big bowl of hot oatmeal for breakfast. It looks delicious and full of nice texture. This time I added dried cherries and brown sugar to the bowl. I let the fabulous grandboy help me make it so we both could enjoy it together.
All I can say is yuck. I DON'T like it. Grandboy wouldn't even try it. He's not a fan of mushy things--he just recently gave mashed potatoes a try (imagine life without mashed potatoes?). I ate most of my bowl, but I did not like it one bit. WHY? Why can't I like hot oatmeal like so many millions of happy people? I love, love love oatmeal cookies. I enjoy an ocassional bar of oatmeal soap (not to eat silly) and I moisturize faithfully with Aveeno, that stalwart of colloidal oatmeal.
I gave the oatmeal a try today kind of as a penance. Yesterday I ate 3 Ding Dongs. Yes, 3. It was a bad day and Ding Dongs just make me feel better. I read in Ree Drummond's blog recently that she eats Ding Dongs too. Made me like her even more. Her photos of life on a ranch are phenomenal. Gorgeous horses, cows, sunsets, sunrises--all everyday occurences in her life.
I'm not giving up on the oatmeal and I will give away the rest of the box of Ding Dongs (oh, did I not mention that I bought a whole box?). Hope you have a great day and I hope that all the kids you know have a GREAT year at school.