I’m getting pickier with age. I used to like most everything sweet. Well, okay that’s not even true. I’ve always been a little picky. But as the years pass, I have become more adept at spotting what I’ll like and what I won’t. And I don’t waste my time on the maybes anymore. Today I’ve already searched two places for chocolate chip cookies. I came up empty handed and have instead ordered a bowl of oatmeal. Crappy substitute for a cookie, I know. But my hopes for a great bowl of oatmeal are nil so I’m not disappointed that this is semi watery and has too much maple syrup. I’m with my little guy and the music is good. So even though it’s another cookieless day, it’s all good.