Judging from the contents of our fridge, Chris has been living on kosher Coke, sake, and turkey sandwiches while I was away. Luckily I was able to scrounge up the ingredients for my old boyfriend peanut butter toast, which I ate in bed while watching Heroes and waiting for my luggage.
I don't understand how people raise babies. Two nights in a row of less than five hours sleep have incapacitated me. If I ever had a baby, I would do nothing but lie in bed, watch TV, and eat food that I could make in the toaster oven.
Or I would lie in bed and watch TV until it was time to go to my stepmother's for dinner. Maybe she could raise the baby, too.
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welcome home! enjoy the rainy day!
ReplyDeleteThank you! It's nice to be back, and I don't even mind the rain right now because I'm so excited about all the grass (the kind that grows on the ground, not my daily cup of shake weed) and flowers -- Colorado was sunny but everything except the sky was brown and scrubby and dusty.
ReplyDeletethose pictures. oh my god, you are making me so damn hungry. crunchy green.... all I see around here is potatoes, pasta and white bread. And I don't seem to be motivated enough to make really good salad, why did C have to move away. She would make me good salad.
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