I’m all blocked up.
Tonight: Dessert Wars! And hopefully, the slow, delicious, implosion of Team GoDiva.
Bobby Flay’s sixteen spice rub is going on every food I eat from here on out.
This post does not contain any photos of my skivvies. Sorry.
This week, Intact Head Heather gets an off-sides yet somewhat deserved elbow to the face, and Zac is stymied by a lack of black glitter.
Because I don’t own a microwave, and I like popcorn.