Beware: the mini-wheat
So, it has been much too long since I have updated this journal thingy. I have a confession to make: I didn't tell Megan that I had a near death experience in early February. I must have been in too great a state of shock. Who could have guessed that something so seemingly innocuous as a mini-wheat, what's more, a frosted mini-wheat, a cereal which connotes sweetness, healthiness, and regularity (you know what I mean), would refuse to accept its destiny as a food item by lodging itself in my throat instead of moving on to my stomach, thus inhibiting my respiration? Thank goodness Brendon J. was handy, he saved my life with his Heimlich prowess. I now know not to be too trusting of shredded wheat varieties, however, I cannot give them up entirely as they have recently released a strawberry kind that looks rather tempting.