Breakfast in bed.

One of my favorite things about being an adult is that I can eat wherever I damn well please. Growing up in a household with two anal retentive parents (my Dad shampoos his car's floor mats monthly) I was never allowed to eat anywhere outside of the kitchen.
I celebrate my freedom from this oppressive regime by eating my breakfast in bed every morning.

Here I am eating breakfast in bed this morning:

I'm hot.