Today at work I offered to do a favor for a customer and he responded with “Well, you better.” (I didn’t want him to throw me a parade or name his vacation home after me, but a little gratitude would have been 100% appropriate.) I’m ashamed to admit that in my head, I responded with “Don’t be such a stinker! Ugh!” I was, as my dear friend Anne-Marie would say, “agg’d.”

I’m not even ashamed to admit how much I love Notting Hill. My affection for the film far exceeds its quality as a movie, but I just love it. *sigh*

There’s a pizza chain here that has a macaroni and cheese pizza on its buffet. That is so many different kinds of wrong I can’t even begin to name them all…and I really like macaroni and cheese and I really like pizza. It is to nobody’s benefit to put these two standalone foods together. Nobody’s.

I don’t understand what’s happening here.

You’re a diamond to me, yes you are
Shine on