So, since my two friends who already keep up blogs keep telling me, repeatedly, that I need to write my own, I am giving in. I get it. However, I must warn you that my life.....not all that fascinating.
So, it has already been a crazy evening. I decided I was going to make a Strawberry pie to surprise Chris, because it is his favorite. I get everything, make the crust, am waiting for it to cool down so I can put the filling in, and Chris comes home early. I mean, I am excited that he is home, but disappointed because he discovered the pie. Nonetheless, the look of a 5 year old in a toy store that spread across his face as he discovered what was happening made it worth it anyway.
Also weird, I look outside and see that my dog has one half of a bunny hanging out of its mouth. Now, call me crazy, but I am pretty certain that this particular bunny once had a head and another half of its body. Sadly, none of these parts have been located. Gross, I know. And, even worse, this means that one of my three dogs, or kitty, have had a really disgusting dinner. Naturally, I cried. Because why wouldn't I be devestated that half a bunny is missing? And what happens once a pregnant woman starts crying? Oh that's right, she can't stop.
So, now I am off to take dinner out of the oven, wipe my tears, and numb my brain with some pointeless tv.