Loaded with berries. Maybe it should be "Berries with oatmeal."
I hate it when I run out of milk. But I don't hate it enough right now to walk across the street and buy a gallon.
I'm out of pecans too.
Actually, I had pecans but when I poured them from a jar into a bowl, teeny-tiny bugs came crawling out. Like they were born in the jar. So I shook the jar violently and dumped them into the bin.
I'm like the storybook giant indifferent to struggles of life on a smaller scale.
What a waste. They wouldn't have hurt. They're near microscopic dots. I could have microwaved the whole jar and they'd stop moving so I wouldn't even see them, but just the thought of them ... bugged me.
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