Vacation date night: Ocean Boulevard, Kitty Hawk, North Carolina.
Team TNS has made its yearly pilgrimage to the Outer Banks of North Carolina for the next week. I am going to eat SO MUCH PORK. God bless vacation.
I often forget that I’m German.
So maybe I’m not the kind of person who throws lavish multi-course dinner parties for friends.
I have terrible, raging heartburn because, as mentioned in the previous post, I am apparently old as dirt. I can’t imagine eating anything other than toast tonight, so you’ll have to excuse me.
It all falls apart after 30, kids.
Not me, I like squalor. Squalor, and creamed spinach.
I need babies. Babies for whom I can purchase fun plushies.