Yada, yada, yada
Get on it.
I can't do this for you, people!
Sorry, feeling out of sorts today.
While there is never any question about what I drink (red wine all the time. I justify drinking red wine by saying it is good for my heart. My cardiologist would want me too.) I found this website that might help those of you who need to know what to serve with dinner or at that party.
I ordered a new pizza stone from Amazon and I'm as giddy as a schoolgirl to get it. I'm not even going to justify this purchase. Sometimes I'm like that.
I want these boots. I just don't want to pay $96 for them.
I'm probably going to get these instead. They are only $49.
I can and probably will feel the need to justify a $50 pair of rain boots.
Sometimes it just pays to be the Queen of Justification. I'm also the Queen of Bullshit. I really see those two as synonymous. One needs to be able to spew a lot of bullshit in order to justify a $50 pair of rain boots. Or a pizza stone. Or my new stupid smart phone. Or a hundred other things I have lying around the house.
I picked up a bunch of shells at the beach on Saturday. As JR was washing them off he found a hermit crab in one. So, of course, he had to tell me all about it. I feel terrible now. I can't drive over an hour to take the hermit crab back to the beach, I have to pack for Blissdom! So it is going to die on my patio. I can hardly stand the thought of bringing those lovely shells back into my house. And, don't tell me that there are thousands upon thousands of hermit crabs in the world and one of them dying on my patio is no big deal. JR already tried that one. It didn't work. I still feel like a murdering murderer. My family thinks I'm a nut case for getting all broken up about this. Okay, I can't talk about this right now.
I need to go do something else for awhile. I think I'll put black beans in the crockpot for dinner tonight. Maybe, it will get my mind off the little baby crab on my patio. Food is always a distraction.
I'll be heading off to Blissdom tomorrow (Thank You ConAgra! For the lovely prep package). I'll try to send pics if my stupid camera will ever charge. You may be seeing pics from my phone. It works!
the crab murderer