Oh no- can't see corgi!
I wish we all could go to Nora and Tom's for chicken and dumplings!
I am winding down for the night, but I am a little afraid to sleep. Last night I broke my cardinal rule of tv/movie/netflix watching, and watched a movie about the Holocaust before bed. Which led me to dreams about having to kill my cat because the Nazi's were going to find us with drug sniffing cats. While I was having to make costumes for fake Nazi soldiers and was trapped in my middle school auditorium.
My favorite thing about the two straight-guys-faking-being-lesbian-bloggers is they corresponded and flirted with each other, neither realizing the other was a hoax. I think ALL straight-guys-faking-being-lesbian-bloggers should do this, and leave the real lesbians alone.
And a load of laundry. I forgot that.
When I moved the fridge to clean up the juice under it, I found one of the cats' fake mice. It is now the bestest, most taunting, most murderable mouse ever to Loki. Other identical mice do not compare. I wonder what magic funk under the fridge makes it so alluring.
well, you aren't supposed to eat boudin casing anyway (you squeeze/suck it out with your teeth) so the splodey just saves you the trouble!
Onto a saltine, if you're from SE Texas. My father-in-law brings it back. It's nummy.
I will be having lentil dhal for dinner. Because I made a comical amount of it on Saturday.
Sorry about that, Sophia. I guess you have to be signed in to Facebook to see that album. I grabbed a copy of one of the shots and put it up here.
Hello corgi named Macaroni!
Hello corgi named Macaroni!
What a sweetie! You could almost forget he was possessed by demons. Or, possibly doesn't like the camera flash.
Dear Geico,
All your constantly repeating caveman commercial during the Stanley Cup finals has done is make me glad we drove the neanderthals to extinction thousands of years ago.
