Heading late to work, I rushed the prep of my morning oatmeal.  Hello, Mother of Invention.  With too much milk added and in a bowl “to go,” I headed to the car.  Then, as I drove along the highway drinking my oatmeal, I thought, “This could be sold.  Yep, ‘drinkable’ oatmeal.”

That’s when I saw the car ahead of me slam on their brakes.  That’s when I also slammed on my brakes and thankfully did not end up with my new invention all over the dashboard.

Thankfully, I also did not get in an accident.  Would have been bad to crash and not have even one of my top 100 bad ideas involved.  Yep, “drinkable oatmeal” does not even crack my 100 worst ideas.  Now, that’s just proof of the ongoing accident taking place inside my mind.  Sad, but true.

Now, who wants to buy some of my drinkable oatmeal?  Also, available in convenient highway ready travel bowls.