RTT I was going to turn my dining room into an office/craft space to fulfill goal #18 on The List? Instead, I created this mess where I am currently: bruising my ribs, by typing a blog, while laying on my stomach where my desktop has recently become a floortop...and using lots of awkward phrases creating a horrible run on sentence.
RTT when after a monster pizza fail at my parent's house last month (the crust remained in the cake pan while the toppings were dumped onto a plate and called pizza) we successfully made grilled pizza? Yes, you read that right. Pizza...cooked on the grill. It was delicious. I wonder how hard this would be to replicate on the George Foreman? In a grill pan? Hmmm....
RTT my mother refused to let me take a photo of her (probably because she fears internet exploitation) then physically removed herself from the room when my father settled down to watch Sarah Palin's Alaska?
Well all those times were today baby!
I love that the hand is pointing to the snowflake. So funny.
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