We’ll return to this week’s Writers Workshop after these messages.
I like what they describe as a “complete breakfast” (or a “nutritious breakfast” or a “balanced breakfast”): a bowl of cereal, a glass of orange juice, a glass of milk, and two pieces of white toast with butter. That’s the way we ate back then, and somehow we avoided getting too fat. I know, breakfast is the most important meal of the day, but I don’t think that means a bowl of Lucky Charms.
Mary and I went to visit some friends, Greg and Laura, in Minneapolis one weekend. Greg and I were in the pipe band together, and Laura and Mary suffered through the road trips with us. They met us at the airport, and he says to me, “hey, remember when we were kids and we’d sit in front of the TV eating Lucky Charms and watching cartoons on Saturday morning? Let’s do that again!” So we stopped at the grocery store on our way to their house and bought a box of Lucky Charms and a gallon of milk. The next morning, Saturday, we got up, turned on the TV and found Bugs Bunny, and each of us poured ourselves a bowl of Lucky Charms with milk. We sat down in front of the TV and took a bite of the Lucky Charms. And we looked at each other like, “we used to eat this stuff?” But we finished the whole box, anyway (it was a small box, so that meant about two bowls each). Can’t let good Lucky Charms go to waste. There are children starving in Africa, after all.
