Good Monday morning, Internet. How's it hangin'?
There's no new news; I just feel like I've been internet absent. So here are the ridiculously domestic haps:
I got up at six forty-five this morning to make my mom waffles! Either because I'm just that great of a person or because I just love waffles that much, I'll let you be the judge. (Actually it was because I had leftover buttermilk from baking cupcakes a couple days ago--I am a cooking MANIAC lately. Someday I will make someone the best housewife ever. Seriously. You wish you lived with me.)
Also, the other day I bought myself probably the most hilariously bad sunglasses I've ever owned. They are huge drugstore-brand wayfarers with, like, blue and copper swirly translucent plastic frames; it is actually horrific. I fully plan to wear them everywhere ever. Especially in public with people who will be embarrassed about it. What is it about spring that just makes me want to make terrible fashion choices?
P.S. the waffles were AWESOME, and check this piece of seventies waffle cred:
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Yeah, it's Toastess brand. And yeah, you're jealous. You guys, it makes pressed sandwiches, too.