Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Breaking Free?

When the Matron was a Youngish Miss and earning her doctorate, she went to the same bagel shop every day, before work/school, for -- let's all just gasp here: FIVE YEARS.

She ordered the same thing every day for (gasp again , it's okay) five years. A raisin bagel with peanut butter (crunchy) and a large hazelnut coffee.

This was long ago.

But for the past three years, the Matron has enjoyed oatmeal with peanut butter and fruit (here she's variable on the banana or strawberry debate) and black tea every single morning.

John: "Do you want bacon and eggs?"

Matron: "Are you kidding? I'm having oatmeal."

Today, her beloved husband queried her about pajamas.

John: "Have you noticed you've worn the same pajamas to bed for 12 years?"

Matron: "And hopefully 12 more to come."

She's going to make a really, really good old lady.


bethany said...

love it! and old ladies rock, you'll make a most fabulous one when the time comes.

Cheri @ Blog This Mom!® said...

I am right this minute wearing 18-year-old jammies. True story.


Anonymous said...

What, no blueberries in the oatmeal rotation?

Anonymous said...

I love becoming an old fuddy-duddy. Raising my VERY old coffee cup in your honor.

Melissa said...

I love it! I have the feeling it will be many, many years before you are an old lady!

Anonymous said...

Why mess with a good thing?
Although I prefer diced prunes or blueberries in my morning oatmeal.

Swistle said...

I too enjoy routine. I've worn the same two t-shirts (er, one at a time) as sleeping shirts (and as early-pregnancy shirts) for a decade, and they replaced the shirts that had worn out.

Anonymous said...

I ate oatmeal for breakfast every day (well, lets say 95% of the mornings) for 5 years. 1/2 cup of oatmeal made with 1 cup of whole milk, sprinkled with brown sugar and toasted walnuts. Yummmmm. Then my body was done. I couldn't swallow another bite. I lamented the loss! I missed my oatmeal! But if I tried to eat it, it tasted like cardboard, I lost my appetite, and I ended up throwing it out. DARN!

I've spent the last year trying to find a substitute and hoping that if I give myself a break for long enough, I'll be able return to my beloved oatmeal. I miss it so!

Hmmm - bagel with peanut butter. Sounds good...