Supper Time

Pizza, Diet Coke and Shamrock Shake, consumed to the accompaniment of NCIS.

I self medicate because I can.

Leaves a Bad Taste

This has turned out to be a frustrating week in which several mistakes were made. By me.

I wish I could get a do-over on this one.

No Words Necessary

Wishes Come True (sort of)

I always wanted naturally curly hair. Who knew that if I waited long enough, I'd get my wish (after a fashion)?

On Being an Adult

Being an adult (who lives alone) means you can eat cinnamon rolls for supper.

In my case they were Cook's Illustrated Quick Cinnamon Buns with Buttermilk Cream Cheese Frosting. I'm still contemplating dessert.