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ok, so apparently I make fairly epic lasagna.
my dog smells very bad
I was at a political mixer last night, had too much to drink and the mayor drove me home
I've misplaced my phone and feel strangely liberated
For those that want to read more;
Some of my best friends own a Bed and Breakfast here in town (Which actually ends up on TV a lot). The husband suddenly and unexpectedly passed in December (I think I may written about it). For whatever reason I cook when people die. I made a lasagna that filled the biggest aluminum pan available and took it over. They had scheduled guests and this town isn't big enough to pass people off. Anyway my lasagna fed 12 people on and off for about a week and at the end there was bartering going on. These same guests are coming in again and have requested my lasgana, not knowing she doesn't make it, and they want extra to take back home with them. to New York. I'm not Italian. little chuckle for me right?
I don't know why the puppy smells so bad but he does. and it's kind of like a boy smell. and I feed very expensive food. He's gotten to the point where he needs at least a bath a month. I'd be making the appointment now if I knew where my phone was
I think that my phone is quite possibly on my desk at my office. Which is probably
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