What's the story morning glory?

Things to do this evening:
1. Carve a pumpkin.
2. Finish laundry.
3. Get to the gym.

Yep. That's the plan. And here I think I don't have a life.*

*Note the sarcasm.

Long long ago...

There was a girl who wrote a lot. Oodles and oodles. About anything and absolutely nothing. Now I don't know if its the fact that she's working a lot and doesn't want her work life to know what a uber geek she is behind her super cool exterior (yeah right) or the fact that maybe my life isn't as "blogworthy" as it was many years ago... but I'm wanting to stop it. Oops. She's wanting to stop it. Yeah. She's totally going to get better about it and will write more frequently. Seriously.

~*~

Tonight I'm cooking dinner. A pretty damn good dinner I would say. Because it's "pretty damn good" I'm feeling pretty confident about my cooking abilities. Sure, its a crocpot dish and I basically just cut up chicken, potatoes, and cauliflower and threw in some sause... but I'm convincing myself that the effort itself has made me a "chef" and that I'm becoming more and more domesticated. Yeep. I'm neato.

:P

Mic check 1...2...3...

test. are you still *mine*?