Cookies in my window
This morning I was walking down my driveway to my garage to get in my car and go to work. I just happened to look up as I passed my bedroom window and I noticed something weird on the windowsill. It was a hard, sugar cookie, in the shape of a pumpkin, covered with orange sprinkles. What. The. Frick?!? How in the hell did that cookie get way up there. It is a really high window so it is not...
Convo from Friday night: JH: Megan, I think you might be a closet control freak. JG: Oh there is no “closet” about it. Me: Yeah, true. It is pretty obvious. I can’t help it.
What is up with me?!?
I’m so not feeling like myself this week. IDK if it is stupid PMS or stupid DST. Fuck PMS. Fuck DST.