Over time, things change. When I was still teaching, I had to get up by five to leave by six for duty that started at seven and classes at seven-thirty. Breakfast was an everybody-gets-their-own deal. It was sometimes skipped all together.
But then my poor health, forty-stop-light commute, and retirement eligibility all conspired to magically change me into a muffin man.
What does that mean, you say? Will this stupid guy now burst into the kid-friendly version of the muffin man song?
I promise not to sing.
One of my new responsibilities as the retired get-kids-to-school-and-make-breakfast-but not-in-that-order guy is to make breakfast… before taking them to school.
So, I have been learning to cook eggs… and bacon… and sausage… and hash browns. But having been bit by the early morning baking bug (a big, shiny bacon-colored bug, by the way) I have also added muffins to the morning munch. Apple cinnamon muffins, cranberry-orange flavored muffins, and best of all… double chocolate. Making breakfast for the family is fun. And I get to eat some of it too. In fact, let me offer you some. Although, sadly, the muffin man can only provide a picture over the internet. Instant matter transport into a material synthesizer is still science fiction for now.
So have a double chocolate muffin. One day soon, I will offer you one for real.
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