Breakfast

Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day. If I eat a healthy breakfast, I can go all day without being hungry. If my breakfast is more sweets like waffles, pancakes or cereal, then all I want to do is snack and seem to be hungry most of the day. I will choose either one depending on how I feel when I wake up.

My favorite breakfast is bacon, grits, gravy and eggs. I like my eggs over easy or over medium and dip my toast in the runny yellows. Growing up, we used to call them “Egg with a moon on it”. Mom knew exactly how to make them. When I visit a restaurant, I get a little confused on how to ask for them the way mom did it, So I usually will explain how I like the yellow running but no runny whites. The waitress will say back “That’s over medium”. I heard others call it a “dippy egg”. I like that.  

Sometime I will opt for french toast or waffles.

Me and Nick have been making it a thing to go out to breakfast on the Saturdays or Sundays he has off from work. We have been trying different places close by but in different towns. Last week we ended up in Clover, South Carolina at a little place called Victoria’s. It was pretty good but nothing fancy. I’m willing to try it again one day. I haven’t found a favorite yet but they all have been good. I have been judging them by their grits. I would like to find a place with good grits and gravy. 

I wonder where our next breakfast adventure will take us. 

Yesterday was Hard

 Yesterday was hard. 

All I saw when I turned on the news or look in my phone was the story of the girl on the light rail train. 

It hit me hard as a mother. My daughter has ridden that same light rail train several times. This happened too close to home. It also happened a couple weeks ago but the story is just now coming out. It makes me sad to see the videos. The poor girl was so confused as a crazy person attacked her. She sat alone and cried. I wonder if she was in shock. Was she in pain? Did she know this was the end for her? So many things go through my head. She died quietly. She had plans that afternoon. She had plans for today but now her family has plans for her funeral.

 

Then I get home from work and turn on the tv and see that Charlie Kirk was killed. This just added to my worries and heartache. Did he know this would be his last day? No. He also had plans. His wife and children were waiting on him to get home that day. 

All of this just sickens me. People have absolutely lost their minds. Today the news of both have continued. I have stayed off my phone so I do not have to see it. Things like this worry me. Make me sad and eventually make me mad. Last night I curled up into bed, covered with my weighted blanket and prayed. I will do the same tonight.