I Promise...
...to NEVER buy a minvan. I would promise to never drive one, but rental companies could make me into a liar. I hate minivans. I don't care if they are practical. I would rather walk.
...to find more ways to decorate without neutral colours. I tried today, I bought Cade a new carpet, in RED. Tyler took one look at it, then looked at me, and informed me that it was SO ugly. So in the interest of not hearing any further about our new ugly carpet it will shortly become our returned ugly carpet. Sorry Ikea.
...to bake cookies out of tubes from the dairy section. Why? You wouldn't want to try anything I bake from scratch. I can't bake worth shit. Or should I say my baking tastes like shit. Not that I eat shit...
...to make fun of myself of a daily basis. This involves laughing at my own neurotic behaviour. Examples: obsessive cleaning and arrangement of items in the house, colour coordinating my closet, repeatedly straightening the bed, repeatedly opening and shutting Cade's curtains (nap time-wake time-nap time-wake time). What a loser!
...to leave comments on blogs, unless maybe they are food blogs. I'm convinced the foodies don't care about my salivating over their bread pudding or creamy macaroni and cheese. Speaking of losers, don't lurk.
Mmmmm bread pudding.
...to find more ways to decorate without neutral colours. I tried today, I bought Cade a new carpet, in RED. Tyler took one look at it, then looked at me, and informed me that it was SO ugly. So in the interest of not hearing any further about our new ugly carpet it will shortly become our returned ugly carpet. Sorry Ikea.
...to bake cookies out of tubes from the dairy section. Why? You wouldn't want to try anything I bake from scratch. I can't bake worth shit. Or should I say my baking tastes like shit. Not that I eat shit...
...to make fun of myself of a daily basis. This involves laughing at my own neurotic behaviour. Examples: obsessive cleaning and arrangement of items in the house, colour coordinating my closet, repeatedly straightening the bed, repeatedly opening and shutting Cade's curtains (nap time-wake time-nap time-wake time). What a loser!
...to leave comments on blogs, unless maybe they are food blogs. I'm convinced the foodies don't care about my salivating over their bread pudding or creamy macaroni and cheese. Speaking of losers, don't lurk.
Mmmmm bread pudding.
2 Comments:
If you like Bread Pudding I have a killer one for you to try. It is seriously awesome and easy to make too.
I am with you on the mini-van! My husband and I have signed contracts to eachother that we will never "own" a mini-van (Company and Rental vehicles excluded) I'm going to try your fudge receipe! Sounds delish!
Kristi
Post a Comment
Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]
<< Home