Good Afternoon, or morning depending on where you are. I’ve had a Grande Quad Non-fat Latte and three additional cups of coffee so far today. Where are you on a scale of 1-100 in your caffeinated buzz? I’m at about a 52. I’m not sure if that really qualifies as seven coffees but it sounds nice and I like the number seven so we’ll go with it. There has been a posting drought lately and for that I apologize. Sometimes life just gets in the way of things you want to do. That, and I’m still moderating the argument between my iphone and my macbook since they insist on ignoring each other and not communicating when I plug my phone in to import pictures. What is this Cloud technology and can someone please explain to me how it works! I have images to share! And stories to tell! My teachers would all tell me, “show with your words” and to that I say, yeah I could do that but people have short attention spans and pictures are pretty. So there. Seriously though, if someone could help me so I don’t have to pay $20 to talk to Apple support that would be sweet.
This weekend I’m planning on cooking for real, and taking more pictures that will probably live in my phone for all eternity. The solution to this problem is really very simple: I need to buy myself a real camera. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll take care of that at some point. But for now, I promise I’ll write a post with pretty pictures and witty content (maybe) soon. If you’ll excuse me, I need to get back on the phones at work now.
Cooking While Caffeinated 
Welcome back slacker! (It’s ok, I’m her mom. I allowed be obnoxious as long as I share recipes with her.) On the camera and lack there-of…bet we can share one for awhile but best to get that communication error sorted as the phone camera has way more pixels, gremlins, elves and fairies than the hand-me-down Canon in the cupboard. What a pixel isn’t a magical mythical being? ooooh. i was thinking pixies. La.