I Even Forgot To Turn My Oven On.
I had planned on cooking up this delicious, wonderful, tasty recipe for you all before I go out of town on Wednesday, but I was in a rush and I forgot to spray my pan and I forgot to set the oven timer and I forgot to be sure I had enough eggs and, basically, I just forgot how to cook. I hate being so forgetful.
So, rather than share with you my latest and greatest kitchen accomplishment (because, let’s face it, it was a bust), I thought I would ask who all is going to BlogHer? I will be there and I’d love to meet you! Leave me a comment if you’re attending and I’ll be sure to keep an eye out for you!
This is my first year attending, so I need all the hands to hold that I can find. Just look for the girl with food dribbled down the front of her shirt. That’ll be me. I’m messy, okay?
Just in case there are other women with food all over them, here’s a picture:
Sadly, this was the best picture of me that I could find.
My husband just snapped this the other day. He said “Make a sad face,” and this is what he got. I’m such a good model, aren’t I? Wait. Don’t answer that.