Happy Breakfast

I woke up a little earlier than normal today. I was one of those mornings where for some reason or another, whether it be the alignment of the planets, a change in tides, etc. that I was wide awake and needed something to do. Thus, I decided to make myself a homemade breakfast...an activity typically reserved for weekends. I recently retrieved my beloved waffle iron from Long Island and decided to make myself one of my favorite breakfast foods. After heating up my waffle iron, and mixing the necessary ingredients, I placed the batter on the iron and eagerly anticipated this weekday treat. When my waffle was cooked, I lifted the iron to discover, not Jesus' face or any other apocolyptic message, but something far greater...the perfect waffle! Browned, but not too crispy, so that it was still light and fluffy in texture. I then added a strawberry jam smiley face, because Socrates once said, "A happy breakfast, makes a happy day" (Okay I have no proof that he said that whatsoever, but you catch my drift : P)