The most important meal of the day????

Ok, I admit it. I hate breakfast. I have never liked breakfast. Why, you ask?? Let me count the ways: I HATE milk and I strongly dislike cereal. I have four children who clamor for their own sugar-laden breakfasts every morning, and I don't have a personal chef who makes me delectable breakfasts like the one you see below (in which case I'm certain that my attitude about breakfast would be different). And, finally, I hate that every cereal that is supposed to be "good for you" tastes like it was recently retrieved from the forest floor.

Combine all that with the fact that my breakfasts as a child consisted mostly of Rice Krispies, plain Cheerios, or, heaven help me, Puffed Rice, all served with half-powdered/half real milk (I love you mom!), and you can see why I've never been a fan. In fact, those who know me well, know that my ideal breakfast consists of a can of Coke and a brownie or some other calorie-laden chocolate delight. Who cares about the food pyramid? I say pyramid shmeeramid!!

As always, however, I have learned that father knows best. All those fattening breakfasts have caught up with me, daddy! And as my age increases and my metabolism decreases, I have become convinced that, sad but true, a healthy breakfast really is important.

And so the experimenting has begun. I've tried Slim-fast bars (too expensive). I've tried eggs (too slow). I've tried various cereals (too soggy), and I've even tried some awful oatmeal bar thing that was supposed to be the answer to all my breakfast prayers (too dry). Out of all this, I have learned only one thing: I STILL hate breakfast.

But, in an effort to be healthier, I have resolved to endure a bowl of Total Raisin Bran (with low-fat milk, of course) starting tomorrow morning. I will try to avoid "frosting" it with sugar. I will try to remember all those TV commercials that promise I only need "one bowl of Total" to get my full dose of vitamins for the day. I will try to forget the Country Maid cream-filled doughnuts and chocolate vanilla cream pop-tarts that I could be enjoying.

Feel free to hold me accountable. E-mail me or call me regularly and ask how I'm doing. Hey, maybe this is God calling me to start a breakfast support group---Breakfast-Haters Anonymous? Nah--aren't fattening doughnuts a requirement at those meetings??