Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Ritalin, take me away.

I have the "Macarena" in my head and it's far too late for me to be awake but what else am I supposed to do when Chris has to work an overnight shift and there's nobody to distract me and I can't stop eating panzanella because I made WAY too much food with all of the stuff we got from our farm share box over the weekend?!?!

This is what happens when the soup you ate for dinner last night tries to kill you and you're trapped at home all day.

2 comments:

  1. Horay for farm box food.

    Boo for the soup killing you.

    Also: Macarena? hm... here try this
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mFGVmKzg-rc
    that should help

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  2. Haha!!! Any earworm is better than that terrible, terrible dance craze, so I thank you enormously. :)

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