I love my Dr. Pepper but it's not good that I've been drinking it for a month. I've made a habit of not weighing myself but I'm sure it's made me gain a couple pounds. If only diet Dr. Pepper didn't taste like ASS. Those commercials are crap, it does NOT taste like regular Dr. Pepper. At all.
On the 2nd I made tacos.
I also made refried beans, so I decided to document the best part about making refried beans: mashing it down so it's not can-shaped anymore.
Also on the second, I was surrounded.
Bootstrap decided to crowd my lap, and Admiral waited on the outskirts.
On the 3rd, the cats surrounded each other.
Weirdos, I tell ya.
Also on the 3rd, Bootstrap lounged.
Just completely comfortable that way, I guess, 'cause he didn't move for a long time.
Again on the 3rd, Barnacle decided to be a weirdo.
He was walking around like this for an hour. In case you're wondering why his face looks like that, he had a chunk of bone in his mouth. He was walking around and moaning because he couldn't figure out where to bury/hide it. He eventually started trying to dig in his crate.
On the 4th I made zucchini rolls.
They were delicious. I hadn't had them for almost a year, so I guess it was time.
Finally, today I made my first ever grown-up donation.
I was made the CFC representative for my work, so today I sat down and made my donation. After much thought and consideration I chose an animal charity and a children's charity. I feel like Such a philanthropist.
Also today, I made a fancy meal.
Goat cheese stuffed chicken wrapped in bacon. Everyone knows that any time you wrap something in bacon it becomes classier. Just ask water chestnuts.
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