|My leftovers didn't look this tidy.|
KIDS! DON'T MESS WITH ME! I have leftovers, and I know how to use them.
I am completely discombobulated by the fact that it is 5 days post-Thanksgiving, but it isn't December yet. Also, by the fact that I used the word "discombobulated..."
Larry and I found a bottle of white wine in the freezer yesterday. That's normal, right? Wine-sicles, anyone?
If I sound distracted, it is because I am typing this in Starbucks, where I am surrounded by a veritable bevy of Norwegian-looking au pairs. These girls are beyond gorgeous. I'm thinking I was wise to avoid ever hiring one, seeing as how I really didn't need my lovely postpartum self to look even worse by comparison.
That's all I got tonight. I have to head home now and yell at the kids for messing up my Bunko-clean living room. Maybe I should get a live-in maid. An old, unattractive one, of course...
[Leftovers image: The Weather Up Here]