This was a moderately successful attempt at home made tater tots. They look ugly as sin but they tasted like tater tots. But isn't that supposed to be the charm home cooked stuff? Right? RIGHT?

This is a sandwich.

Pay no attention to my unmade bed. Maybe I shouldn't call it out? Oh well, too late. Reverse psychology or whatever.

Deceiving title is deceiving. This was delivered from somewhere.

There were birds outside.

Even Mittens relaxes sometimes.

This was a terrible idea.

From the Noble Pig.

I was in the process of moving here and she wasn't happy about the commotion.

Someone typo'd "dessert" as "desert" on the potluck sign up sheet.