things i didn't think i liked but have discovered that i just might.

cereal is weird. i'm sorry. pouring milk over something lovely and crispy just to make it soggy and fall apart is weird. mostly i would rather eat the dry, crunchy cereal and drink the unpoluted milk.

however. our company now provides cereal in four varieties. and since i never turn down free food and feel better when i have breakfast, i have taken part. i have no interest in smart start and would rather eat cherios plain and unsoggied. for a few mornings i went for the raisin bran and its promise of fruit.

but one morning, the raisin bran was out. (this is what storytellers call "the inciting incident.")

so i tried the frosted mini-wheats.

OH. MY. GOD.

where WERE all of you on this? why did nobody ever come up to me and say, "frosted mini-wheats slightly softened in milk and all full of frosty yumminess is exactly what your mouth wants in the morning, amber!"

in short: cereal=weird but frosted mini-wheats is a conversion tool.


okay, what else. oh.

( REVIEWS OF THE DUCHESS: MILK )

RED PANDAS! RED PANDAS RED PANDAS RED PANDAS!

on the something day of christmas, zoe gave to me, a picutre of baby red pandaaaaaaas.

it's the red scare! only....it's....black? blue? brown?

i just got back from the post office and don't really know how to feel about this.

i asked the worker for two packs of eid stamps; i generally try to mix and match my holiday greetings. i also think they're a lot prettier than most christmas stamps.

the postal worker asked me, "you know what that means, right?"

"yes," i said, "eid means 'festival.'"

she says, "but you know what these stamps are all about right?"

i looked at her, not really believing she was going there. i don't know if it was my silence or that i was actually wearing my shock on my face, but she backpedaled, "i'm just sick of people thinking they're pretty and then coming back and trying to return them once they know what they mean."

wow.

i admit, she had a point, and i changed my order to one sheet of eid and one of hannukah. i do, after all, have to take into concideration that not all of my contacts will appreciate *gasp* terrorists(!) all over their christmas cards.

oh my god.

oh everybody else's god too.