I have been a cooking machine the last few nights, but now I've got a burger patty, ham slices, and individual meatloaves all packaged up and ready to eat.
My hands are chapped from the constant washing and it got cold outside. I just put on some Gold Bond big guns lotion.
Today we ate lunch at Süp. A slice of quiche and a cup of soup and a tiny oatmeal chocolate chip cookie. I don't remember what was in the quiche because I was too busy eating it, but I do know that its description on the chalkboard made us both order it. My soup was broccoli cheddar, Dad had chicken tortilla. Folks, remind me to take you to Süp when you come visit.
Time for Roseanne on Netflix.
