I would like to think that of all my faults, ingratitude would not be found among them. I always make what I feel is an above and beyond effort to be gracious and accommodating to people, sort of as a way of thanking those who have done the same for me. I absolutely love my parents and there is nothing that I wouldn’t do or give for them, I pay for my cat’s care while I’m gone, I say “thank you” regularly, even to those who might not be deserving of it.

In spite of all that and then some, I fall short when it comes to appreciating the smaller things in life, the things that aren’t always quite so obvious. Sometimes I never really even appreciate the important things until they’re gone, the only really serious girlfriend that I ever had can attest to that lol.

Recently something dropped out of my life, something that I took for granted. One minute she was there and the next, gone and I couldn’t get her back, no matter how hard I tried. For the first desperate few days, I fell into kind of a funk. Every morning I would wake up, hopeful that today would be the day that the hole in my heart would be plugged, but alas, everyday I was disappointed.

Who could possibly leave Pete so forlorn and dejected? Who has such an influence that they could impair Pete’s ability to work, think clearly…even affect his appetite? I’m afraid that the pain of my neglect and ingratitude has grown so severe that I cannot summon the strength to mention her name...




























Cheerios! Where art thou, my precious? Why have you abandoned me in my hour of need? Come back to me, with your succulent whole-grain goodness! Lower my cholesterol! Fortify my diet with the magic of your nutritious wonder! My milk is alone and incomplete, my bowl half full. I love you Cheerios! If you come back, I will never take you for granted again! I will savor every morsel of you to be found within your yellow box, which illuminates my heart and belly like the light of the sun itself!

Seriously! Being out of Cheerios is NO fun at all! This sucks! All they have is Applejack’s and that hippie Kellogg’s fruity crap in a box. BOOO on you, DFAC! Booo!