Lost my mind a thousand times…

Raisin Cookies...without raisins...

I haven’t actually seen my family since Ellie’s birthday party in July. It always feels weird getting together with my siblings because I am so much not like them. I never really realized how much until I didn’t see them constantly. Hunter has a mustache and is taller than Mike. He’ll be seventeen in two months. Noah is finally taller than me, his voice is changing, and he tries to speak in a higher register… Keep reading…Lost my mind a thousand times…

So damn easy to see…

Ginger Ale...not on a plane...

1.) Sometimes I think I shouldn’t be allowed to do laundry. If I’m not drawing blood or smashing my head, I can’t seem to do a complete load without screwing it up. I don’t even know how many times I’ve run stuff through the washer only to realize that I never put soap in the machine. Last night I threw a load in the dryer and never turned it on. Things would get done a… Keep reading…So damn easy to see…

Need a change from this burnt out scene…

Shattered (Turn the Car Around) by O.A.R.

S: *heavy sigh* R: Everything alright? S: Oh…just reading the internet. R: Realizing all hope for humanity is lost? S: Pretty much. R: Reading the internet will do that. S: I’m going to go back to watching music videos of cute boys in bands. R: That’s a good idea. Because it’s better than reality right now. (Shattered (Turn the Car Around) by O.A.R.) — Shattered (Turn the Car Around) O.A.R.

Who’s up for game three?

Dragon Age Inquisition...

I can barely see the burbon drowning next to me and I just lost it all… Ahem. Wrong obsession. Anyway. I have been waiting a very long time for this game. And after dealing with a bunch of computer issues (yay tech support husband) I can finally play the damn thing. I’m terrible at video games. I lack the skill and coordination and reaction time and everything important for not failing and dying over and… Keep reading…Who’s up for game three?

Flip on that switch…

Cheese Burger Hotdish...

I made cheese burger macaroni for dinner. Or hotdish in a skillet. Because this is Minnesota. It’s pretty much homemade hamburger helper. I had an inspiration recipe and then changed most of it to fit my liking. Because there’s not a snowball’s chance in hell I’m using a pound of Velveeta in anything I cook. Gag. Turned out pretty well for an experiment. Bob liked it, so that’s one for the victory column. — Light… Keep reading…Flip on that switch…