I’m not very organized lately. Somehow, I ended up with four pounds of vanilla yogurt in my fridge, along with a lifetime supply of shredded coconut. My pantry is well-stocked with three different kinds of oatmeal. Not the little packet thingies. Irish oats. Steel cut oats. Some kind of organic oats from the bulk foods aisle at whole foods. Somewhere, a Scotsman is laughing himself silly knowing what I paid for, you know, horse feed.
I meant to do that.