Breakfast of Necessity

This morning we woke and realized we had no milk or bread for breakfast. The Princess likes to get her own milk out for her cereal, but sometimes forgets to put it back into the fridge, I often find it in the cereal cupboard. So my usual standby of pancakes, cereal or toast wasn't going to happen this morning.
I couldn't go to the grocery store as;
a) The Jeep was still hooked up to the tent trailer, and
b) our budget for food was gone for the week.
So what could I cook to feed my starving family? Luckily I had no shortage of coffee beans and could jumpstart my brain cells with a cup of joe.
Looking through the freezer I found a package of breakfast sausage that my parents had given us last fall. Usually I love the regular sausage that they make, but anything that we usually buy at the store, (bacon or ham) well lets just say that they have failed to live up to what my taste buds deem tastes properly. Since this breakfast sausage was a strange shade of red, it had remained in the freezer until this morning's desperation brought it forth.
I like eggs on toast with sausage, but with the lack of bread in the house, I didn't relish the idea of eggs with some sausage I was suspect of. I found some red pepper that didn't look to old, and decided to make an omelet of sorts. So with red pepper, thyme and basil (from my window box herb garden) and eggs, I made an omelet that actually turned out.
The sausage and omelet actually looked delicious on the plate, but the real test would be if the girls would eat it. I must admit I let the girls try the sausage first, I figured if they went for a second bite then I would try it. They both polished off the sausage and asked for a second piece. So I took a nibble, not bad, although it didn't taste anything like the breakfast sausage I usually buy. In fact it was so unlike the breakfast sausage that I wouldn't even call it breakfast sausage, but it was tasty enough to eat.
The omelet tasted as good as it looked. The Princess even ate all of it so that she would have a lemonade popsicle afterwards. Miss Muffet managed to eat half of it, although she refused to eat the red pepper. Boo Bear ate his regular fare of breastmilk and oatmeal.
Breakfast was a success!! Now I must go and wash the sticky lemonade off the floor.