For the first time in awhile, I was able to sleep in. This is pretty rare occurrence, as my body has devised its own internal alarm clock that goes off at about 7:46am every day.

Before that, though, I have my cat alarm, which goes off around 6:30am every day. My cat alarm works like this:
  1. Sleeping blissfully, enjoying whatever cinematic dreams may be playing across the back of my eyelids
  2. Squeaking of the door hinges that desperately need oiling but I keep forgetting
  3. A strange little warble and then a thump of something landing at the foot of the bed
  4. The insanely heavy pressure of padded feet walking across my sternum and chest briefly
And then, when my sleep addled brain starts to believe it's all over and safe to return to dreamland...
It's comes out more like a "mrrrr," which is Raven-speak for "Love me now, this instant, I command you." It doesn't stop until I have either covered Raven, my enigmatic fuzzball, with the covers like she is some kind of kid who has had a bad dream, or until I've dragged my sleep-logged body to the dining room to discover that her bowl does, in fact, still have food in it, she is just upset that she can see the bottom. She is very particular.

This morning Raven came in to mew at me around 8am, and I realized by biological clock had malfunctioned, so I yanked the cat under the covers and went back to sleep. When I woke up two hours later, she was grooming herself on the floor, an undertaking that my husband and I affectionately refer to as "laddling," because she makes a "laddle" sound when she licks her fur. Sometimes we make jokes at her expense and just stare at her repeating, "laddle, laddle, laddle." Eventually she pins us with an evil glare unrivaled by any malicious Disney character, and we traipse off to leave her in peace.

Raven, hamming it up after a grooming 
When I finally crawled out of bed, I decided it was a wonderful day for an outdoor excursion, because the weather was exceptionally beautiful in our sunny little enclave of San Diego. Warm rays with a nice breeze. What better way to start off fantastic day with an energizing, hearty breakfast, right?

Today, I would like to share a recipe for the best cereal in the world, which was originally handed down to me by my grandmother, Linda, who passed away more than ten years ago. Since then, I've tweaked it to make it my own.

  • Regular Cheerios (Multigrain and Honey Nut Cheerios tend to be too sweet for this recipe)
  • Milk (I prefer either 2% cow milk or rice milk)
  • Regular Mocha Mix (fat free works just as well)
  • Small Banana
  • Nature Valley Oats 'N' Honey Granola bar (You can also use Ancient Grains or other granola mixes, I like the light sweetness of the Nature Valley bars; there are two to a pack, so you can share with your spouse or family members)
  • Optional: Honey (here you can get especially creative depending on what flower or plant derivative was used to produce the honey)
  1. Pour the desired amount of cereal into your favorite bowl.
  2. Pour 3/4 of your desired amount of liquid using milk.
  3. Add the remaining 1/4 of liquid using Mocha Mix 
  4. Slice banana into thick coins and add to the top of cereal (I don't recommend pouring the liquid ingredients after this step, because the bananas become mushy rather quickly)
  5. Crush granola bar atop sliced banana chunks or add loose granola as topping
  6. Optional: drizzle with honey
I guarantee that this will be one of the best cereals you have ever tasted. The crunch of the granola pairs nicely with the soft bananas chunks. The mocha mix also had a richness to regular milk. Unless you don't enjoy Mocha Mix, then I thoroughly advise against it. :)

P.S. All photographs were taken by me using the Pudding Camera application on my HTC Inspire. Great little app with some amazing "cameras" and "film" to choose from.