Confession #1: Patton Oswalt, Oliver Platt and Nathan Lane are all the same guy in my head. I realize this is wrong. If it makes you feel any better, I LOVE that guy!
Confession #2: I cannot say the word "kingpin" out loud, with my mouth. It comes out "kinping" every single time. No idea why. Fortunately that word doesn't come up in conversation very often, except when discussing certain TV shows (see Confession #4).
Confession #3: We decided at the last minute to throw a big party this weekend for the 4th (but not ON the 4th, because we're rebels). It's a cookout. We live in Texas, the beef capital of the South. At least one of the people coming is a vegetarian, but at least two of the people coming (actually, two of the people who live here in my house and who therefore will be at the party by default) are allergic to soy. As the person responsible for all the food, this both freaks me out and exhilarates me. Soy-free vegan barbecue? I CAN COOK THAT. Just watch me.
Confession #4: I'd love to be able to tell you that the reason I haven't blogged in so long is because we've been super busy, what with the upcoming partially vegan cookout and all, but the truth is that I've spent the past mumblemumble hours/days catching up with Breaking Bad. The pilot re-aired a while ago and I loved it, so husband P bought me the first season on DVD, and from there I was hopelessly hooked. I've still got half of Season Two and all of Season Three to get through before Season Four starts on July 17th. Are you watching this show? Let's talk!