I'm cooking crinkle-cut french fries at 10:30 on a Monday night. This is dinner. It's not that I don't have the makings for enchiladas or stir fry. Oh, no. It's just that my obsession with cutting stained glass into enchanting little squares and rectangles surpasses basic needs such as thirst and hunger. I love that I feel this passionate about something, but it makes me feel like a crazy woman as I check the clock and discover it's half-past ten and I've yet to eat. And speaking of eating- can you believe that I've forgone the term Supper and now say Dinner? For the record, it's still bag, but I now say soda. But with the long and sometimes obnoxious South Dakota "o," so I think that means I'm still okay.
So I haven't had the chance to call my friend Tracie, but was so excited to receive her wedding invite today! It's is so pretty. I'm not sure if it's made to look handmade, or if it's handmade but handmade so well I can't tell the difference- but either way it's white and orange with lovely textured paper and a pressed flower. So sweet. And her fiance has a neat middle name- Mariano. Brandon's middle name is Clark which may very well be the opposite of Mariano in someone's world.
Okay, so this lack of food is making me a bit crazy. Must go procure my FF's.
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