...or not. A friend of mine and I (I'm pretty sure that's gramatically correct, but it doesn't sound like it) were bopping around outside yesterday -- theoretically working on a book -- and I got really sunburned, we were out there from noon thirty to about six. Then we did it again today, and my sunburn got sunburned. Yeah, it's fun.
Dash burnt baked potatoes! I am in love with potatoes in general (I took the quiz on Facebook to see if I am a vegetable of that variety ... it is uncertain. I think I'm going to need to have a Come-to-Jesus moment and figure this out....), but burned baked potatoes are just sad. I've been eating at a friend of mine's house, so I shouldn't complain. The problem with being a Food Critic is that it messes with your taste. Like eating ice cream in Paris....
I have been watching the cooking channel -- I might actually do some cooking this summer. Probably not... I'll be crazy busy writing. I'm entering a writing contest (if I actually get my writing done), I'm going to a writing conference in June.
Wow... I am such a geek.
We're playing spoons tomorrow -- just a random gathering of friends, mostly our FHE group. I should go make some sort of refreshment... Hmm... potato salad?
