Warm soup in my belly
Ouch, my tongue is on fire from the gigantic bowl of soup I just pounded. That butternut soup lasted too long as far as I’m concerned and had to be eaten. I seriously ate about two cups worth but have no regrets. To make it even better, I stirred in a tablespoon of pumpkin butter. I’m not sure it actually made a dent in the flavor–oh well. I’m plugging away on my paper; 4 pages down and 11 to go. God help me.
There was almost a serious mishap involving my camera. I dropped it twice today and then it wouldn’t open or turn on. I was panicked… how am I going to take pictures? I can’t blog without photos, no one will read. I need the car. What am I going to do. Oh no. Get me the car!!!! Then I started bashing it against my hand and that seemed to fix things. Don’t worry my friends, everything worked out just fine.
I do have casserole makin’ plans tonight but I cannot make any promises. Unfortunately, I must attend another late-night library meeting. School work is waaaay over-rated. I mean, really. Just get me a 9-5 and lets call it a day.