Can we all just marvel at the wonder that is oatmeal? I love it so. I love flat oats, Irish oats, steel-cut oats, baked oats… all of them. I love them made in water, skim milk, or soy milk (preferably soy… gives it an extra nutty flavor!). I love them with cinnamon, various nut butters, pumpkin pie spice (as of late), granola, fruit, or crushed nuts. I love them in a boat, with a goat.
Okay, you get my point. I really really love oatmeal. Plus, one tiny pack is enough to fill up my baby stummy (as Robert likes to call it). I could literally eat oatmeal for every meal of the day. Add some egg whites for extra protein, and there you have it.
In other news…
I had a job interview yesterday! Now, I’m not the kind that likes to count my chickens, obviously, but I am proud of how I behaved. I can’t say how it went — mostly because I’m that kid that always feels so confident about their test, only to receive a 42 on it later. SO… quite honestly, it’s up in the air. I loved the company. They are fabulous. They have extreme potential because they know what the public wants. Plus, everyone was super nice. They loved the fact that I’m bi-lingual… seriously, who knew that would be such a big deal? I definitely didn’t! I got to have lunch at a great little restaurant called Niko’s, where I finally fulfilled by incessant hunger for a falafel. A delicious one, I might add.
All in all, I was with them from 11am until about 3:30pm. Then I drove my happy butt home to my husband and went to church.
Now, I must go to campus to partake in the world of academia.