Tasty Temptations

Cooking has always been the one thing where, when I am doing it, nothing else in the world seems to matter. I can cook for minutes or I can cook for hours, but no matter how long I can cook for, I always find myself feeling more like 'me' when I am done. Plus there is no better excuse to drink by yourself than while you are cooking a great meal (All those drunken chefs out there can thank Julia for making this acceptable).

Me and a few of my friends have decided to create a place to share our love of cooking....check us out here.

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Thursday, May 31, 2007

Why I think I have a dwarf stalker...

I drove my car to work this morning, wearing the same shoes and I am pretty sure measuring the same height as I did when I left work today, and no-one else drove my car during the day, but somehow when I got in my car this afternoon to leave work, I felt like someone had rearranged all of my mirrors and moved my seat up about 5 inches...I could barely get my knees behind the wheel...WTF? Am I completely going mad or do I have a dwarf stalker that broke into my car and rearranged my seat? (I'm not sure I want to answer to be either of those).

Posted by Ginger at 8:35 PM

1 comment:

misguidedmommy said...

this shit happens to me allll the time, only my stalker is a giant. seriously i get in and cant reach the peddles...i think its because i'm so tired i like slump down or something who knows, all i know is half the time i have to move my seat up, then the next morning i get in and feel like a granny driving because i'm so dang close.

June 1, 2007 at 5:52 AM

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