Putting My Feet In The Dirt September 6: I Hope You Find Your Magic
Today I went to do some shopping for Halloween projects and decorations.
Lo and behold I found my favorite breakfast food from the early 70’s ( I was six when the Monster cereals hit the market for the first time) on the shelf and just in time for the season.
The funny thing is, I don’t remember this as being pushed as ” Halloween Food ” because I ate it year round and it was a chore to get my Mom to buy it because I did have a tendency to plow though a box in less then a week, plus unlike some kids who panicked when the cereal ( Frankenberry ) turned their, er, bodily waste different colors ( Pink, which was my favorite color ).
I was thrilled with that side effect, so I ate it non- stop in order to achieve the desired results-
which I shared with my brother and sister and family dog as soon as I could and with much enthusiasm.
I guess there was only so many times Mom could tolerate me inviting everyone in the house to look into the the toilet bowl and so many times she could stand the sight of how many people in the house actually wanted to see it because she decided to go Betty Croker on us and started to cook breakfast instead of buy it ready to pour from a box.
I didn’t buy a box on my shopping trip, you know that saying- you can’t go home again. But it was fun to see my favorite cereal at the market – who knows maybe I’ll buy a box or two for my Granddaughter Jemma.
Pink, after all, is her favorite color too.