Breakfast wreckers:2, Bobbi: 0

The breakfast fairies have not been kind. Yesterday they wrecked my coffee by doubling the water, and today they wrecked my oatmeal. Two words: sour milk. Everybody who knows me, knows what kind of day it's going to be when my oatmeal gets messed with. And no, I don't really think it's my fault that I ate the whole bowl before it dawned on me why it tasted a little "off." Martha Stewart was really interesting this morning. It's hard for me to process two things at once, okay?