This Crazy Thing We Call Life!

My mother bought me a crock pot. She taught me how to cook when I was little. She made me feel at home in the kitchen. A week ago I made soup in my crock pot. I shared with my neighbors because let's be honest there was a lot of soup.Let's be honest cooking is the most rewarding when you can cook for others. And let's be honest, boys will eat anything. Well they thought it was great (which I won't lie after a long day of school it did taste pretty fantastic!) One of them commented that he didn't know I could cook so well.  Later in the week one of my roommates told me that I "always cook 'exotic' things." I don't think I would ever consider what I cook to be 'exotic' or anything like that. Sunday there was a devotional broadcast so I cooked dinner for a bunch of us and we watched it together. The same neighbor from before mentioned that he didn't know I enjoyed cooking as much as I do. I was suddenly thrown

Cooked Carrots An Unmade Bed Cinnamon Toothpaste/Gum When people who don't need to know my business do Most Seafoods When People Don't Use Turn Signals Sarcasm That Goes Way Too Far Not Being Able To Sleep And When People Send Mixed Signals