I have a blog? Oh, yeah! I do! It doesn't seem to be much of a food blog any longer. It's not that I'm not cooking, I'm just not cooking anything very interesting. Also, the last couple months have been pretty draining because of a change in employment, and I just haven't felt like going through the whole food-blogging process. So, here you go: another installment of things said in my house.
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Jimmy's been trying to marry my mother for 7 years. Every time I see him he gives me $20.
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Is he also a baby corn enthusiast?
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Fuck you, peas! Sorry, sorry! I meant to say that in my head.
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Saran Wrap's like that ex-girlfriend that won't go away.
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When I came to, my hands were tied behind my back, my pants were down, and there was a golf ball in my butt. But it was ok, because Darren's got a CPR card.
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