Cereal

Since moving to Silver Spring, my greatest expense has not been the heating bill (my first instinct), parking, or water.  Surprisingly, it has been cereal!  As you can clearly see below, at points in time we have so much that we remove the bags from the boxes just to get them all to fit on the refrigerator. 

 

Now, anyone who knows us, will know who the cereal fiend is in the relationship, but it's fair to say that I am not immune to the call of a good bowl every once in a while, or a 2fer on my favorite versions.  The fact is, it is not the actual cereal that calls to us, as much as it is the idea that finally we have a place to put it.  Our very own cereal shrine to adorn with as much cereal as physics allows.

In many ways, I am thankful that it is cereal that we hoard as opposed to cars or shoes or dvds (wait..... never mind that last one, that's another post).  Cereal is never gonna break the bank and I never have to worry about regularity.  I know once kids enter the equation I'll be lucky if I ever even see the cereal.  Come to think of it, I see now why old people like bran and shredded wheat, it is probably all they could keep for themselves.  So for now, don't be surprised to see the perpetual empty bowl (or bowls) resting in the Rivera sink.

With that, here is Camden singing Rhianna (he's not really upside down).