Frig is ready for when I get home from the hospital :)
|Made pies until I ran out of doughs.|
To all my graphic friends, I hate how I can't wrap type nicely around the photos in this particular blog format. It drives me nuts.
|TORS pie before baking.|
There are a few comments that may wake me out of tomorrows anesthesia. They are:
"Oops!" and "Five Second Rule!"
|Ready to unzip my neck :)|
I put myself on a liquid diet today in order to avoid un-lady-like things like farting under anesthesia
(O the horror!) or having to poop while in the hospital. I blame this on my Mom, who was a very silent-bodily-functions-kinda woman. There. I hope you are amused.
|Here are the finished pies for Team O'Malley~ Weinstein & my boys.|
A box of Chiclets from my buddy Mo. Heeee-eeey!
When I hear Dr. O'Malley's name, the song "O'Malley the Alley Cat!" drifts through my brain. What is wrong with me?
I'll be back a-blogging After!