Hey look! It's homemade pizza night with the toddler who hates cheese AND tomatoes....
You know I don't usually brag, but after almost two years of driving 3 hours a day, 5 days a week to a school out in the bayou to finish the nutrition program I started in California...getting a little outside recognition feels pretty damn good.
Happy Pancake Day! In Ireland, Mardi Gras is called Pancake Tuesday, and everybody makes pancakes as a way to use up flour, sugar and eggs before Lent. I fully support this centuries-old practice.
It's only been a few hours in Dublin and I'm already trying to figure out a way to move here. Also when I die, please scatter my ashes in the Long Room library when the guards aren't looking.
Yesterday my dear friend @marolculligan married her soul mate in an old millhouse in a little town in Ireland and we were lucky enough to be there to witness the start of their adventure together. It was awesome. And unsurprisingly, Irish people know how to party.
Thanks to United (NEVER AGAIN), stuck in Chicago for a night with no coat and no clean underwear...but things could be much worse.
The real deal.
This is what a Trader Joe's receipt looked like in 2002 and also I bought five of something that cost $0.02 each. Return me to my crypt, I'm ancient.
Everything is terrible right now but I like this car-house combo.