Cause I don't know where you get your water from... but mine doesn't come seasoned...~Emeril Lagasse
I'm glad I started doing my meditation again... otherwise I would be rather angry. I made spaghetti, of course I didn't realize that there was a slit at the bottom of the spaghetti package, so the noodles went everywhere. Luckily it was not the half package that I intended to cook, therefore I am only mildly annoyed. I am going to create a spaghetti bag, sonething along the lines of the boil in bag rice bag, but multi use, no fuss no muss, easy pasta drainage :) Wouldn't we all want that in our kitchen. I think one of the things I am most grateful for about moving out is having left overs. Now granted, leftovers were not always a blessing to me, but seeing as now I do ALL the cooking obviously the left overs will be something I want to eat again. Left overs are just not conducive with having four younger brothers. Cara's cat is in heat. She has an admirer. Luckily for us my cat does not wish to have any more of those obnoxious kittens running around and has kicked the admirer's ass. Of course the dog wants kittens... how I know this I'm almost scared to find out, but I do know that she misses the white kitten that we finally gave away. Maybe when we move to a bigger house I will get her a kitten. But don't tell Rian I said that.