Grama had a fever, a yeast infection, and brushed her teeth with baking soda...now she has muffins.
So, just one more week before I get my break in Houston. I love PLU, but I'd love to have an intermission from UC food, squishy beds, and lonely mornings. I'm also looking forward to hanging out with my little brother Martin...He's shaping up to have exactly my sense of humor (Though he didn't get the devilish good looks that run in my genes) He'll be in school for half of the day, but at least he'll be around to talk to.
Anyway, I need to get rid of the corndogs in my freezer, so I'm taking off. Toodles.