I am mostly living life ok without an abundance of carbs. I don't really miss bread that much. Potatoes, rice, and pasta are missed only occasionally. Sweets, well, sugar is a whole different animal. But the thing I miss most is cereal. I loved cereal. My favorite thing in the morning was a bowl of Cheerios with a sliced banana or some berries. It was so good. I would have it for dinner sometimes, if I was too lazy to cook. It wasn't really the bad cereals that I liked. I loved Cheerios, Kashi, Life, and Chex, usually the cinnamon. I liked Lucky Charms and Fruity Pebbles but I was perfectly happy not eating them.
My husband still likes to eat cereal, sometimes. And since we now officially occupy the same house, I try to make sure he has things he likes in the pantry. And here's how I discovered a secret I didn't know. I have exactly zero self-control when it comes to cereal. I have tried measuring, using smaller bowls, adding more fruit. Doesn't matter, I will never eat less than two bowls. So many carbs in the space of a half-hour. Ugh.
I'm going to have to find a solution to this. Since I am still, unfortunately, unemployed, I'm home a lot. And my husband will be deeply disturbed when he comes home and finds that his cereal is gone. Consumed by a predator who can smell it a mile off, who has no mercy for it's crunchy and sweet disposition, the dreaded cereal killer...
