Lay off me, I'm starving
I was just thinking to myself that my husband had better not eat that last stuffed pepper that is in the fridge before he goes to his band practice. No sooner had the thought floated around my cranium then he called and asked me what I was going to eat for dinner. I said, "Whatever you leave for me." I then directed him to the frozen pizza in the freezer, and so the pepper is mine, baby! Mine!

What to do tonight... hubby at band practice... chick flick perhaps?

You can be sure that this blog will be updated later this evening. Because I'll have nothing else to do.

And so concludes another harrowing work week. *boogie down*