Let me preface this post by saying this: I am an excellent cook. I love to cook. I find it entertaining to find out which flavor combinations do and don’t go well together. I cook all kinds of things from comfort food/southern classics to Asian fusion to Italian. I. Love. To. Cook.

But for some reason, I cannot for the life of me successfully prepare macaroni and cheese. It’s sad. I want so desperately to make delicious, gourmet macaroni and cheese because its probably number one on my list of all time comfort foods. I keep trying though. I’m not sure if my obsession with perfecting something that should be fairly simple comes from “don’t quit” speeches I’m sure I heard a million times as a child, or because I’m just a stubborn bitch. I refuse to let the stove beat me.

Yeah, it’s probably the latter, huh?

PS: I also suck at finding lids to tupperware containers, so my leftovers went into this instead:



Douchebag Extraordinaire

Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love my dog, but he is, without a doubt, a first class asshole. Every time someone walks into the room, he barks. Every time someone walks in the house, he barks. Every time someone gets up off the couch, he barks. He’s a loud little fuck.

I’ve decided to wage an all out war against his tyranny and yell gibberish until he shuts up. I decided this at about noon today. I’m really looking forward to annoying every other occupant of my house with this.

I’m kind of an asshole too. My dog is perfect for me.