I sprinkled some little pumpkins here & there.
These are the "morning after remains" of whatI considered a warm~cheesy~bubbly sensation, but nobody liked it.
Is there anything more discouraging than fixing dinner and not a soul eating it?
Well. . . except for me.
A couple of cats showed
up at my house
yesterday. Unexpected Creatures. . . just lovely.
1 comment:
Your dinner looks good to me! I don't think there is anything that makes me more mad than cooking dinner and people get up from the table and go to the pantry! My blood boils!!
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