Every now and then I get a glimpse of Stella, but mostly I see my family, especially my brother and myself, when I look at Macy.
Especially scrambled. And especially hardboiled and fried. I like them dyed at Easter then made into egg salad even though they're all colored and weird looking; I like them on breakfast sandwiches from McDonald's even though its a flat square of egg, like it was flattened with a rolling pin then cut out with a square cookie cutter. I even like the ones at buffets where there's a huge pile and it's like one giant chunk of scrambled egg, and then they get cold and rubbery on your plate. I heart them anyway.
P.S. I tried eggs Benedict once. Not delicious.
I only needed three things from Costco; muffins were not one of them. So when Stella and I walked into Costco today and out of the blue she said, "I want a muffin," I steered clear of the bakery section to prevent this from happening again.
Panic-stricken, Stella runs over to me yelling, "I've got a bump on my foot!" I wonder what calamity has happened this time resulting in another microscopic owie. She throws herself to the floor in front of me, takes off her shoe, and dramatically points to it. It is in fact a bump, and a rather large one at that.
It's her ankle. (And I didn't even tell her she has two.)
delicious homemade creamy tomato basil soup. Emphasis on the homemade. I've tried every recipe I could find and they were not great. I want something that tastes like Zupas' instead of something that tastes like red sauce from a can mixed with white sauce from a can.
1) Putting Band-Aids on her so-called owies
2) Wearing her princess dress as often as possible
3) Not letting the dinosaur eat her chicken nuggets