This should be relatively easy, if you’re not me!
Cereal. French or Latin; French céréale, from Latin cerealis of Ceres, of grain, from Ceres. First Known Use: 1818. Box of dry stuff that you pour in a bowl with milk that should contain a cheaply made but completely awesome (because it’s gift with purchase!) toy inside. Sadly the prizes went away with my childhood hopes and dreams. I can no longer be a ballerina doctor ninja cowgirl super star because Fruit Loops got all stingy on us.
Now that we’ve gone over the definition, let’s delve into my thoughts that are cereal.
1. I like that it’s easy to make! There have been many times when I’ve been alone in the evening and in a self battle of “What to eat that will satiate my sweet tooth, not make me feel guilty for indulging in the treat, littlest effort possible” The answer is cereal. Or rather it *should* be cereal considering I normally have Smart Start up in the cupboard. My sweet tooth that has no calorie counter typically beats the crap out of rational diet me and goes for a bowl of ice cream with Magic Shell generously poured over it.
2. It has uses other than a bowl of grub! I like taking my Smart Start and sprinkling a bit over my bowl of cereal after I pour a generous amount of Magic Shell over the top of it. Gotta love the extra crunch!
3. It has a long shelf life? I tend to crave cereal now and then, but sadly only when I’m walking through the cereal aisle. Before you cast your judging thoughts towards me, it’s always healthy-ish cereal. When I get the cereal that I craved so much, the cereal that amused me with fantasies of downing a bowl before a long jog, work out session, early morning start on writing the world’s greatest literary piece known to mankind; I get home and put it in the cupboard only to forget about it until I get a cereal/ice cream/Magic Shell craving that occurs impressively a week before that expiration date kicks in. Yes, nine months or so of “Out of sight, out of mind.” and then right at that turning moment when apparently it turns into a volatile grains of DEATH I remember that cereal that at one point I “ABSOLUTELY MUST HAVE TO CHANGE MY LIFE!”
After realizing that I did no jogging, working out, or any writing whatsoever; I shrug off the extra effort it takes to lift the cereal box off the shelf, and in my depression I just open the ice cream container and dump the remainder of the Magic Shell over the cold creamy goodness.
At least I admit it.
4. The fourth thing I like about cereal… for all that shelf longevity, guilt and fantasy that it causes; it’s pretty cheap!
Please feel free to share your cereal experiences and uses.
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