Evil Masterminds and Mouldy Juice

Does anybody else pretend to be Dr. Claw when they are sitting down with their cat? I'm going to pretend that it's normal, because I get a big kick out of it.

Today I acted like a grown up and made stew for supper, as well as chocolate pie for dessert. That's enough of that noise for a while. I'm definitely not a domestic goddess, but I love eating home cooked meals. If only I could rouse up an interest in cooking more often instead of opting for peanut butter toast. Maybe I'll put that on my 'To Do' list, right underneath buy a bra that fits properly and stop letting juice go bad in the fridge.

Hugs and poops,

Nichole