|Photo by: Romulo Yanes|
College boy likes his foods separate, so he ate his poached egg first, thereby ruining the dish. Who raised that child?! Malibu Barbie is like my mom, no egg yolks whatsoever. She ate at her friend's house. I also didn't eat egg yolks until I was an adult, but I'm making up for it now. Serve your pasta with a green salad, sauteed spinach, roasted asparagus or a crudite platter and dinner is ready in a flash.
If you're over 40, did you get your mammogram this year? If not, go schedule it. I'll wait. I had mine Wednesday and it truly took about five minutes. And probably only one total minute of boob squishing. Which doesn't hurt. Plus, I got nipple stickers! Now how cool is that? Okay, they were kind of rough to remove, but I was sportin' pasties for a whole five minutes. Too much information, right? Sorry.
liberated rose. Tomorrow is our guild's Sew Day. I'm really looking forward to escaping hard drive failure, not doing laundry and sewing with my quilt buddies all day long. I hope the laundry and housekeeping fairy does a good job while I'm gone. I crack myself up.