I need a new oven...or a new apartment. Whatever.

Today I spent a good long time flapping my gums with a co-worker on many topics, such as fried food, the benefits of the George Foreman grill, growing up in the 70's and the awesome toys we had then, the Slinky as a fashion accessory, Netflix vs. regular video stores, and macaroni and cheese. Then, nothing would do but I had to make macaroni and cheese for dinner. And I'm not talking Kraft, my friends; I mean the old-fashioned kind right out of the Betty Crocker cookbook, which is not the kind my Grandma Hattie used to make, but usually darn tasty all the same. I'm not sure what happened. Did it not bake long enough? (it did) Not enough cheese? (possibly) Too much milk? (also possible) I ate it anyway. It wasn't that bad, but not that good either.

I'm spending a quite evening reflecting on the past year and making plans for the next. I forgot to stop at Target so part of my plan is going to be hindered. Not to worry. I'm on it. However you are spending your New Year's Eve, have fun.