Right this moment I have to say I deserve something amazing. Like totally amazing.
Like an Eton mess, complete with fresh strawberries and blueberries and generous scoops of Häagen Dazs vanilla ice cream.
YEAH.
So I have this job where I work on my own. It’s kind of hard to explain so I’m just going to glaze over that but anyway, every day I plug away on my filthy excuse of a laptop keyboard, poking away at the keys to form words which eventually become some important document that I have to write for work.
But occasionally, I poke and prod at the keyboard to create a tweet, and this thing, this tweet, keeps me in touch with the “real world” (such a very arguable point) and keeps me from going certified insane.
If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, you may have just been slapped in the face with a sense of déjà vu. This recipe and this photo, they both look familiar, oui? Oui. Because guess what, I’ve finally run out of ideas for things to blog about.
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BWAHAHAHAHA! As IF!
You ain’t that lucky buddy. True, this is an old recipe but I have my reason for re-posting and my reason comes in the form of my gorgeous pseudo-sister, Jade.
Hi. My name is Catty and I am a faulty human being. Why am I a faulty human being? Well because when “forgiveness” chips were being handed out, I was over yonder digging into a large bowl of ice cream and now, 30 years on, I still haven’t learned to forgive and I sure as hell never forget.
Ok. I’m sorry, I know I’ve blogged like every single day this week but I can’t help that I love y’all so much and really, blogging is the only therapy I get from having to manage the abundance of crazy thoughts that are happily swizzling through my brain.
Actually, I just want someone to talk to and considering at work I sit between a window and an empty desk, well, you my friends who live in my laptop, tagged – you’re it. I’m talking to you.
And honey, we’re talking Bon Jovi.
