I lost my markers again. My NEW markers. I also lost my brand new phone charger.
I think I have adult ADHD. Seriously.
I have spent the past 2 days with Shawna. I'm seeing her in a new light, and find her somewhat annoying. But I can feel her blossom.
Two chickens in the oven at this time. Yeah, I'm cooking again. Two chickens, not one, because chickens are generally scrawny and my family eats like:
Whenever I buy a turkey or a chicken, I give it a name. I kid you not. There's something so, well, intimate about shoving your hand into a previously living creature's bodily orifice that makes me want to personalize the poor thing.
The two chickens I roasted 2 weeks ago for Grandma were:
As for tonight's dinner, it's:
(yeah, my chickens are SO gonna look like that!)