I'm finding it incredibly hard to wake up from my late afternoon nap, so I thought while I was laying on the floor (because I don't have a bed in my new place yet) that I would blog until my phone dies...or until Renee gets home.
I would like to say how proud I am that I finally cooked eggs overeasy. They weren't perfect. I was just excited that the yoke didn't break. I will admit that's a pretty sad thing to be excited about, but I have very little going on in my life right now so I have to be happy with the small wins.
I really feel like baking... brownies or a pie, maybe. But then logic tells me not to waste my money on something that will be devoured in potentially one evening. What's a girl to do? I do have a nearly empty jar of Nutella I could easily finish off...
And despite my recent resolution to quit drinking so much, I'm dying to break into the giant sized beer bottle our new neighbor gave us as a thank you gift. I think we've made an excellent new friend.
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