Oatmeal totally squicks me, Hecubus.

This would be me. I have bad BAD memories of instant oatmeal sludge from my childhood. I've been told that properly prepared oatmeal is great, but looking at a bowl of it still makes me queasy.

Who's had oatmeal in the last three days?

I haven't had any since Friday, but I thought about it really hard on Saturday.

The Lillibean is tres adorabubble. Looking at her pic made me feel so much better after my conversation with my sister.

Which started with mutual birthday greetings, and then proceeded to occupy 40 minutes with "Our mother is infantile, delusional, and practices poor hygiene: And she thinks we're mean for expecting her to bathe." Sis wants so badly to teach Mom that she needs to shower at least once a week. Mom resists. From Sis's description of Mom's behavior, Mom sounds like she has regressed to the state of a 10-12 year old. I have encouraged Sis to get Mom's day-to-day needs out of her hands - for the sake of her own sanity. And also because I worry a bit that if someone else notices, "Hey, that old lady stinks like she hasn't had a bath in months. Why isn't her daughter the RN taking better care of her?" and reports possible neglect, that might make an unfair amount of trouble for Sis. So, we worked out a plan where Sis is going to make a deal with Mom, that if she doesn't shower, Sis will just not take her wherever they were planning to go. Also, Sis is going to try to get Mom to plan an outing by herself using public trans. once a week or so. I encouraged Sis to find a social worker, or agency to really take over, as Mom seriously is more likely to listen to anyone other than her own children about stuff like this.

I have also thought about oatmeal. I may even get so far as to find out where the oatmeal box lives in my kitchen.

Oh Andi, how ... not birthday-ish. I hope the rest of your day is better. Happy birthday!

mmm, thistles. (And you really *do* keep files on us, don't you? ) Aw, shit, I really am Eeyore...damn it. And my mom already pointed out that Eeyore and Munch are sort of the same character.

And my mom already pointed out that Eeyore and Munch are sort of the same character.

Somebody should write Homicide fic with Pooh characters. Or better yet, rewrite Eeyore's Birthday with Homicide characters.

Fortunately I can get it downstairs for cheap (less than $2 for a biggish bowl).

Yeah, but if you go to the grocery store, a canister of oatmeal (which makes MANY bowls) can be as cheap as $1 for store brand.

I'm not, actually, thrifty; I just happen to have bought oatmeal on Saturday, and I marveled at how many breakfasts I could get for $1.

and I marveled at how many breakfasts I could get for $1.

During my year long unemployment I was surviving on oatmeal and eggs.

Fortunately, I love eggs and it took several meals in a row before I craved a different protein.

Oh, also: paging the Empress. Am I sitting (on) the baby tonight?

Those would be brilliant fics, Hec.