So, yesterday, Ash Wednesday, the first day of Lent, a fasting day, started in high style. I typically eat all day long, so fasting is not something that sits well with my stomach--literally. I was thinking, "Maybe if I eat a bit of oatmeal rather than cereal, it might last a little longer." So, I fixed that little bowl of oatmeal, added a few blueberries and was bringing it to the table, when somehow, I managed to drop it. Didn't trip, no explanation--dropped. Ceramic bowl on ceramic tile--nothing broke, but no one could not have made me believe that oatmeal could splatter like that. Eight feet out, six feet up, smeared all over the floor and wall and anything else it could possibly hit, with little blueberries popping like big paintballs upon impact. Pretty blue streaks like a child's fingerpaint all over our pretty kitchen walls. 5:45 a.m., maybe 6:00 by now, I kept the kitchen in dim light and wiped up as best as I could not really wanting to see all the damage. Then went ahead and poured myself that little bowl of cereal.