Today, I made my favorite casserole- chicken divan – along with a pile of brown rice.
Today was a day. Laundry. Therapy. Blogging. Catching up with friends. Oh, I remembered to water the mums.
Maybe relationships are like casseroles – you show me your recipe, I change something and share it back. What you consider immutable ingredients, I consider up in the air.
Factor in type of cheese/spice variables and it’s like we are cooking in different kitchens.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll make jello.
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