I turned the wrong burner on low and left another one on high. My brilliant idea to eat split peas with garlic is all burnt and smokey now.
I should work and go downtown and find James' christmas presents and edit photos and eat breakfast and put on pants and write school papers.
But I'm watching SVU year one and browsing for throw rugs that look like a cozy bed.
My eyes are watery from this smoke.
2 comments:
i love how poetic your posts are! your life seems very cozy at the moment which is great.
This cute, I'm sorry you burned your breakfast. I always seem to burn things, I'm not a very good cook.
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