Good to see you, I will soon be naked

Tonight I made pasta out of random sauces and cheeses I found in the fridge. It turned out surprisingly good. Plus I actually made supper. Someone should give me a hero cookie. It is not often I decide to actually make a meal (not that I am saying pasta is a whole meal) due to an incredible lack of cooking products in the house (as well as skill, motivation, and other things I don't want to discuss right now). I pointed this out to my mom on the weekend, as I perused their overstuffed fridge. She then pointed out to me that when they (my parents) were starting out they didn’t have 6 kinds of olives and seven different cheeses either. Apparently I don’t recall a time when the fridge in my family’s house was not as full, but such a time did exist. I tend to forget that other people have to go through this start-up phase as well, where you don’t really have all the same things you had at your parent’s place. It is kind of hard to adjust to, but that is really just me being a whiney little girl.

Also, I appear to have picked up some type of bug in Saskatoon, making me feel like a wet bag of dog shit. I am fairly certain that I infected everyone in the audit room today with this same dog shit illness. It’s ok though, because I know they love me.

Peace.