Happiness

Happiness is all linked to a bowl of porridge. No, don't look at me like that. it is. I assure you.
On the day of yester, I got up and bustled sleepily around the kitchen to make myself of 1 minute and ten seconds porridge. Unfortunately, I used water instead of milk and coincidently had to force the funny-tasting glue substance down my throat.
Now, my day was not marred by the porridge incident but I was annoyed for a few seconds there.

This morning, I was very careful to pour not water but MILK into the bowl of oats. Yum! The porridge was consequently very tasty and I was happy.

Love to y'all,
neina-marie, a buzzin' bee