During her regularly scheduled bird and bug watching session, Lola took a quick break to evaluate if I was being interesting enough to bother getting up and following me. But she noticed I wasn't holding a side of prime rib.
Mystery solved
I woke up this morning wishing I could have a giant chocolate chip cookie with my cup of tea. There were no cookies of any kind, lemon, sugar or chocolate, none. So I decided I'd make waffles for breakfast this fine Tuesday morning. But waffles for me aren't a box of Eggos quickly grabbed from the freezer. Waffles are flour, butter, baking soda, eggs and more. While I'm up to my eyeballs in mixing bowls and milk, I call my sister for a quick chat. I recount my morning to which she just replies, "No wonder your kitchen is always a mess!"
A distinct silhouette
