I love cereal. Especially since I've been pregnant I just can't get enough milk. Cereal has always been a staple in my diet, and anyone who's been to my parents' house can tell you we are just a cereal family. Growing up, my friends would stare at our pantry in awe at all the different kinds of cereals to choose from.
Over the past few weeks I have been making a cereal collection of my own. Jeff thinks it's a waste to keep buying cereal when we already have 5 full boxes in the pantry. He just doesn't understand the need for a good breakfast selection. Throughout my collecting, some of the half empty boxes started getting shoved to the back of the pantry.
Jeff decided to take a stand and not let me grow my collection any longer until I had eaten most of the cereal in our cupboard. So I've been making my way through bags and bags of cereal. Then I discovered one of the half-eaten bags of Golden Grahams shoved in the back of the cupboard. Perfect! Just what I was craving!
I eat cereal by pouring a little bit at a time so it doesn't get soggy while I'm eating it. So I had done a couple of pours and then I noticed a little dark brown something float to the top of my milk. My mouth was full and I immediately spit it out into my cup. Then I stared. In no way did it resemble a golden graham. And I immediately assumed I wasn't the only thing that's been making my way through those bags. A MOUSE! It HAD to be a mouse!
To top it all of, I was having flashbacks of the barber asking Jeff a few months ago if he's seen any "remnants" of a mouse in our apartment. We hadn't seen anything, but she said she had, and she would take care of it...take care of it by sending the mice up to our apartment!
I told Jeff about my morning and he thinks it was just a burnt piece of Golden Graham. I didn't keep any evidence to argue my case. It remains an unsolved mystery in the Excell home. Unless the mystery gets solved, I don't think I'll be eating any more of my current cereal collection.
4 comments:
You should have taken cereal home from Mom and Dad's. We never even ate any...unless you count the four boxes of Chex/Crispix I ate when I made Chex Mix...
I'll give you some Tupperware cereal containers that are empty here now (hmmmm, I've been wondering what to get Jeff for Christmas) and that will provide mouse-proof protection for you in the future. Nothing like peace of mind...
Thats so gross! haha.. I really hope it wasn't a mouse. your blogs always make me laugh! Hope everything is going well!
I just want everyone to know that there was no mouse. I searched for hours to find a trace of a mouse, and came up with nothing.
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