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                                                 Refrigerator Rolls

Stella: This dough requires no kneading and can be made up to 4 days ahead! Just take out of the fridge, let rise and bake whenever you need. They are SO EASY.....

        Ingredients:


           1 cup warm water
           2 packages active dry yeast (or 4 ½ tsp if you don’t have packages)
           ½ cup butter, MELTED (1 stick)
           ½ cup sugar
           3 eggs
           1 tsp salt
           4 ½ cups flour
          Additional butter to melt on top

Combine water & yeast in a bowl. (Water should be hot... Think bathwater. Not too hot to touch, but not lukewarm!)

                            Let the water/yeast mixture stand until yeast is foamy, or just 5 minutes.

                              

While it is sitting, melt the butter and gather the other ingredients.

 

                                          After 5 min, stir in the melted butter, sugar, eggs and salt.

Stir, stir, stir!!!

                                            Then you will beat in the flour- one cup at a time.

Cover and refrigerate for 2 hours or up to 4 days. It’s super easy to make this in the morning and pull them out in time for dinner. Just remember to allow one hour for them to rise. Into the fridge they go!

The dough will have puffed up quite a bit when you take it out. Puffed up. Yes, this is the technical term.

When you are ready to make the rolls, turn out the chilled dough onto a lightly floured board. Divide dough into 24 equal-size pieces. Or as Bess demonstrates here you can just grab the dough out of the bowl and roll it up if you are in a huge hurry like she is. Hah. Roll each piece into a smooth round ball; place balls in even rolls in the a greased 13 x 9 pan.

Cover & let balls rise until doubled in volume, about 1 hour. I did not get a photo of this as we were rushing off to Gma Mod’s for Easter dinner. By the way, this can make up to 2 dozen rolls (We only made about 18 here rolling them out larger.)

Preheat oven to 375... Bake until rolls are golden brown, 15-20 minutes. (These rolls are NOT golden brown, but good enough for the time being. Such a perfectionist.. even with food.) Brush warm rolls with melted butter.

They are FAB. FAB. FAB. Plus, People will think you are a marvelous baker if you make these for them... ;)

What's going on this weekend?

Canadian Bacon

Loki: Stella had her pen pal friend come and visit her a few weeks ago. (Like any of you didn't already know this!) I must say that Stella makes a very good vacation planner. I think she had a very good plan... (I tried spelling itenarary..but spell check didn't even understand what I was trying to say...) of relaxation, exploration and fun. I hope Tan knows that it was because she was here and not because you do such activities all week long. I mean, I am sure you would if you had endless dough, but who wouldn't right? I always think I could plan much more exciting activities for myself and Blue... But of course, when you are entertained with a paper towel, and I am entertained watching her with a paper towel, there is really no point. Even though I was not necessarily partaking in all of the planned events, it still felt like a fun week for me! Of course, I must say that I felt replaced or maybe not as important this past week... But that happens. I will not whine about it. I am sure Bess was not whining as she was not made to work out 3 times a day. My MIL (did we name her yet?) asked me if Stella was a personal trainer...as in for real, working on getting her license or whatever just by what Bess is always posting on facebook... what with all the Bob Harper quotes and her complaining about Stella "making" her do this or that. Personally, I think Bess is getting just as bad. I would like to say that I am impressed with Stella making the time to go on her runs this week with company and all.

Stella: Yes, I couldn't give up my big run... Especially with how much food I had been eating... Well anyway, I guess it's my turn to tell you about my pen pal visiting. Let me just begin by saying I was very nervous to meet and entertain someone I've never met before for 5 days! Sure, we've written letters for years and years, but you don't know exactly how they are going to act in person! I really think I was more nervous than she was about the visit, even though she was the one travelling alone all that way and coming to stay with a house full of strangers. I want to cry at the idea. I don't think I could ever be so brave... I never go anywhere alone! But... I think we got along just fine!!!! It was really a fun experience! 

Betty Lou put us on the spot one night when we went out to eat sushi and said, "So what do you guys think of each other?" We both said, "UH..." Actually, I'm sure Tan said "hmm. " or something not quite as stupid sounding as my "UH...." But after some thought it was decided that Tan was actually more talkative than what I had imagined, while she thought I was less outgoing than what she had imagined. Funny, right? Well, of course when you are writing you are free to say all the things you want to say... Like I do on the blog of course! And maybe in person I am a little more thoughtful... quiet... Okay, I can still be shy... Especially in front of people I don't feel completely comfortable with. And of course the first night was probably the most awkward... making small talking... disecting each other's mannerisms... But I think by the end of the week I felt comfortable enough to just talk as I normally would... And it probably took that long for Tan to catch on to my very dry, sarcastic sense of humor as well... (Or maybe just the fact that everything I say is sarcastic. I've gotta work on that...)

I also daily tortured Tan with my picture taking. She is not a fan of posing in front of the camera lens as I am, but she was a good sport and was not brave enough to turn me down so we did get some good pictures of her visit. (I tried very hard to not take too many and annoy her so I am proud of that.) All in all, I think she was very brave to come and meet a bunch of people and to tell the same stories about herself and her job and family and town over and over and over...

And I hope she was not too intimidated with our large family. I mean, you get Batman, TMC and Computer Man together and they're a weird enough bunch to start with... Although I think Computer Man is the weirdest one. He presented her with a Cox "Digiman" and she looked at him like he was crazy. I probably had the same look on my face except I really do believe that man is crazy. (Have you guys heard of how he hides these stuffed little Digi-people around our house? So so weird... and embarrassing.) Then of course, Batman sang the part of the cowardly lion in "The Wizard of Oz"... "If I were the king of the forrest!!!!" Which was a huge fail... since Tan has never seen that movie. (I got that part on camera though.. It's quite hysterical and might be appearing on facebook soon.)

 Then she got to see Choc Chip, Curls, Saucy, Loki, Bess, Gma Mod in action so that was a sight as well.. I have always said we're a close family so I'm sure she knew we all got along nicely, but maybe she wasn't expecting us to all be good friends talking to each other at the same time with 5 different conversations happening at once and WHEN LOKI AND BESS ARE THERE YOU KNOW THE VOLUME IS THIS HIGH!!!

We also went down to Norman one night and saw Miranda Lambert at the Lloyd Noble Center, which she thought was very "loud." On the other hand, I was amazed at how TINY the place was. I really enjoyed doing that together as I am just a concert-lover, even though I dont know if she so much enjoyed the angry-country-girl-you cheated on me and I'm gonna beat you up- and tear out your heart- kind of music that I do... But it was a good time.

She also brought some videos that she made of her home town & those were so neat to watch. She also played the piano for us (you know, the one my mom is saving until she's 90 and then she's gonna practice playing it again.) And we looked through her scrapbook & the box of her letters and pictures that I had saved. That part was really cool. She had a picture of me in the 5th grade where I'm sitting upside down with a book in my hand with a Jumpster t-shirt on like the little nerd bomber I was. I was like, "Hey! That's ME!"

Then there was the time Bess pawned off her copy of "Lady in Waiting" on her, the book that I despise with all of my heart because I had to sit through it during bible study as a 14 year old with a bunch of older teenage girls who were probably dying to have sex at the time and meanwhile, it was nothing but pure torture for me. So while we were busy handing out literature, I grabbed up this book called "20 something" and gave it to Tan to read as well. Bess was very offended since she purchased the book for me back in my youth and I had never read it. I told Tan to send me a book report on it.

So what else did I learn from my visit with my Canadian pen pal? Well, the first thing I learned on Night #1 was that in Canada they refer to beanies as "tukes." I find this to be the single most important fact I learned. Hah. Also, she does say "aboot" and "oout" and "hoouse" EVEN THOUGH she says she doesn't. She had a very charming accent and as everyone in my family will tell you, I began to mimic her more and more the longer I was around her. All the sentences go up at the end... And it just sounds nicer that way... Too bad you can't hear me talking now... But it was quite fun. Betty Lou & I went to the movies after she left and I pretended to talk Canadian. (It was funny at the time.) Anyhow, she was very prim and proper, unlike little ole me, who growed up out here in d'em sticks with my hilly billy folks worshin' my britches and fetchin' water from that there yonder stream. Ha. Okay, I'm not THAT bad, but doesn't everyone whose not from Oklahoma seem that way?!

She also said, "Oh, okay..." a lot. Bess and I decided that it was because she didn't say "Yeah..." after everything the way we do. We say "yeah" after EVERYTHING! Now that I have pointed this out you will start noticing too. But she said "okay" instead, which of course, sounds nicer as well. We did have to teach her how to say "fixin to" and to order a Coke and then say which kind you want like a real Oklahoman.

Tan also had to learn how to interact with a 4 year old during the week, which I'm sure was a huge learning experience in itself, on top of the fact that you are not dealing with just any 4 year old! Bella really is such a character. She cracked me up the way she followed Tan around & kept wanting to go into Tan's room to see what she was doing.. or to ask her a suddenly-urgent question! After all, she had been hearing about Tan's visit for quite some time and was very excited to meet our first house guest! Bella even helped me get Tan's room ready and dressed up a little teddy bear for Tan to sleep with that she put on the pillow for her. I think she thought Tan came all the way from Canada just to sit in her room and play with her. haha. Tan did such a good job playing with Bella though. She wasn't exactly sure how to play dress up with the dolls and bears (not used to being around any children at all)... but after a few days, she was a pro! (And of course on the first night, Bella whips out the "American Girl" doll magazines and gives her a 30 minute lesson on who all the dolls are and what outfits are new...lol... lol ... lol...Yes, this is me laughing at loud at the little monster I have created.)

One of the funniest things Bella did was after she turned on the radio in her own room, she went into Tan's room to check with her to make sure that Tan could hear her own radio... and to let her know that she could turn her music down if Tan needed her too.. So considerate. I doubt she would have ever done that with The Man Child. Speaking of the devil, TMC gave up his room for the week and stayed with Batman and my, oh my, did little Bella miss him so. But she missed Tan too... After we dropped her off at the airport and walked back out the car, I was like, "Gee! This is weird... I feel strange not having Tan here with us." And Bella said without missing a beat, "Well, you still have me to play with, Mom!" She is sure a sweet little girl if I do say so myself.

Also after Tan left, I had to tell my mom to PLEASE stop pointing things out to me. She had gotten in such a bad habit of trying to point out all these "sights" all week that she just kept pointing out all the things she could have told Tan about to me. (You know, Bess... these "sights" were things like this.. "Oh, I went there once like 14 years ago." or "I had a friend who said they went to that place one time and said it was nice." And yes, even, "When I first moved here to Mustang, this wasn't here and this wasn't here.. and right there used to be an old... " You get the gist of it. I won't bore with the rest. Even Bella began to sound like a tour guide, but that's just because she was mimicking us as usual.) But it was nice to have ole Bess along and she pretty much accompanied us on a lot of the things we did.

There was a lot of things I would have liked to have done instead of something else we did or that might have been more suited to Tan's interests, but ah well. I think we did enough things that I actually enjoy doing.... Eating at Big Truck Taco... You know me! I dragged her down there first thing! Shopping at the mall & Target, sitting around eating pizza with family etc. Plus we did some things that I haven't actually even done yet like eating at Toby Keith's. We didn't make it to the Cowboy Hall of Fame... We forgot to stop by the Memorial downtown... so we missed all of the Oklahoma tourist-type things. We also got a pedicure for our birthdays.. had cake and such for our birthdays as well... She brought everyone gifts (for me, my parents & for Bella) and was even sneaky enough to leave TMC a $20 bill for giving up his room for the week. How nice is that?!

I was just glad she liked to eat! Because if she was a picky eater or even just ate like a bird then all our plans would have gone down the drain. You know how my life revolves around food & all. Well, okay... I hope that was enough details for the blog. I made a book on Shutterfly of her trip here and sent one to her and kept one (for those of you who do not regularly stalk my pictures on facebook you may view.) Perhaps one day I shall visit Canada... Maybe when I have a man to escort me...Or have had more practice travelling. Haha. It's probably more likely that she'll have to come here again. I promise this time to taker her to an art museum this time...

P.S. Are you still playing with paper towels?

Canadian bacon is really not bacon. It's ham. Just sayin.

Turkey Talk

 Loki: My child will not stop nursing. I mean, I get it... I have to tell her no...right? Just "no" and then let her scream and cry and just deal with it? I am having a hard time with this. I mean the doc says that it is still really good for her..but it is starting to annoy me. I don't mind the sleepy time in bed in the morning nurse...but I do mind the we are playing outside and 'I want to nurse' time. Or the 'I know you are talking with people but I want to nurse, let me pull up/down your shirt.' I want to just go cold turkey. I seem to be a cold turkey kinda gal. When I quit smoking,..cold turkey. When I decided I want to run a half marathon...I started at 3 miles, cold turkey. When I want a sandwich...cold turkey. bahaha. Anyway, but I am told you can not cold turkey breast feeding. I have skipped a few feedings...I have gone a whole day and half with not and it huuuurts. So I should just ween to once a day? It's so confusing. I know that if I got a job than this would cease to be a problem, but apparently that is never going to happen. So I have to come up with other ways. Curls says when a kid starts walking they should not nurse anymore...(No offense, but you have no children!)...and Blue was walking at 9 months. I've heard when a kid asks for it, they should not be nursing  anymore. Blue doesn't scream "Boobs!" or "Milk!" or "Feed me!"...but I think pulling down a shirt and pointing constitutes as asking for it. Yes, I think her nursing days are numbered... I just need some help stopping.

Stella: I don't know why, but I am now grossed out at your nursing these days. I think you should have quit a long time ago. That and I have got to hear about it in detail from day one. Come on, readers, tell Loki to stop already! Sure, I nursed my baby for 15 months. But that is because I wanted to nurse until she was old enough to just switch to cow's milk (which is at 12 months) so that way I didn't have to supplement with formula at all. Formula is expensive stuff girls! PLUS, Bella did NOT dive down into my shirt or try to stand up, nurse, and look around all at the same time like Blue does. And she was indifferent when I stopped nursing her so it wasn't a problem for me. I would also just like to point out how healthy my baby has always been. "Thank you, Mom, for breastfeeding me," she will say someday. Haha. Just like I always thank my mother. Not really. That's a gross thought. I liked your cold turkey joke though.

Loki: Well, I think Blue might be weening herself these days. I think she likes to just play with them now... which I will not allow her to do. (except Big t thinks it's hilarious when she does try.) I left her overnight with NanaBess so the child hadn't nursed in over 30 hours when I so desperately wanted her to... I showed her the goods and she pretended to nurse and then grabbed her bottle instead. Ahhh! REJECTED. It makes me happy, but causes me pain as well. I don't know why you are so grossed out...like you said you nursed for 15 months and my babe is only 14 months. All along you have been taunting me to continue nursing as long as you...blah blah blah. I already said I needed help...this has been established. So your advice is to what? Just stop?

Stella: Yes, just stop! Silly woman. If you keep nursing, you will keep producing milk. I thought you were just going to stop cold turkey! What was with all that turkey talk? You know what?! You're full of bologna! Hahah. I do marvel at myself sometimes.. Alright. I'll give you some real marvelous advice. For real. (As Bess says 100 times a day.) You gotta just do a version of the "Little Albert" experiment with Baby Blue. You know, the famous psychology experiment where the man conditioned the poor little feller to be scared of a white rat by making a loud noise every time he saw the rat. (He previously showed no fear to the rat, but when the man made a frightening noise each time he showed him the white rat it conditioned the boy to associate the rat with scart noise and with the fear...)So next time Blue pulls up your shirt or tries to  nurse, you just need to frighten her. hhahaha. Oh, this is classic.

Loki: Sometimes I worry about you.

Tell me who makes the best turkey sandwich.

Movie Time

Loki: I just finished watching "Country Strong." Can I just say that I am still crying? Does crying make a good movie? I hate movies that have crappy endings. I mean, yes, it was a good movie...I enjoyed it. I liked the music... I really  liked that guy and his sexy voice.  I understand that not all movies can end in rainbows and sunshine, but does it have to end in glum? I hate when I watch an entire to movie to be upset at the ending. I am not just talking about Country Strong. I've watched movies before where the whole movie was a build up to some sort of happy ending...only to just be cut off and the end. I hate when you sit there and stare at the screen saying 'is that it?"...how is that an ending?

Stella: What a depressing movie. Betty Lou and I go to the movies at least once a month and unfortunately, we wasted $7 on that movie. Talk about going home in a bad mood. I don't like movies that you cry at. People will say, "Oh, I love that movie! It will make you cry!" So I think, "No thanks! I don't want to watch it anymore." I just don't enjoy watching other people's troubles and sorrows as you do Loki. We went and saw "Soul Surfer" last week... Now that was a positive message flick! Before that I think we saw "Beastly"... Which was quite silly and not worth $7 either, but we were much happier leaving than when we watched "Country Strong." (Vanessa Hudgens is just freakin annoying no matter what she's doing.) Next on the list for us is "Water for Elephants."

Loki: I didn't know that you went and saw "Soul Surfer." I haven't been out to the movies since Eclipse came out...and that was like in November. I am due for another movie trip, and you better be taking me to see "Water for Elephants!" Even if my pretend boyfriend were not playing in it, I would still want to watch...I hear it is rather good. Big T will not take me I am sure...not that I will even ask because he will just accuse me of wanting to ogle at Rob the entire time.. which is partly true. Anyway, some movies that make you cry are still good, but my water works button has been on sensitivity mode so anything can make me cry. "My Sister's Keeper" is another one that just makes you cry through the whole thing. Ummm... not good. I like a good romantic comedy...that's my favorite genre. I am not really into scary movies either. Big T makes me watch one every now and then but I just think they are sadistic and most of the time extremely unrealistic.

Stella: I guess you forgot I was such a movie buff. Not really. It's just something Betty Lou & I have been doing recently, which gives her husband a break from going to see all these chic flicks. I guess we are all going to read the book, Water for Elephants, before we go see the movie... Although Saucy already posted on facebook that she went and saw it and that "It was the best movie ever!!!" haha. But who knows. She was in love with the Justin Bieber movie too. Well, we can wait. Give us something to look forward to doing I guess. Today on our run, Running Wife was telling Choc Chip that if she saw Rob on the street somewhere, she would NOT even look his way twice. I had to agree with this assessment. He looks/dresses like a homeless person. Half of the time it appears he hasn't even showered in days. I do not think you would be attracted to such a skinny, pale, disheveled man if you saw him in real person. That's all I'm going to say on that. I watched "Love & Other Drugs" the other night too. Is that the correct name? It almost qualifed as soft-core porn. Or maybe it did. It was a little disturbing. I think Anne Hathaway would play my best friend in a movie about my life, (although maybe her life would probably be more interesting to watch a movie of and then who would play me as her best friend?) and it was like watching her get it on for 2 hours. Shiver. Weird. Do not recommend. Especially do not recommend for first dates or family movie night. I would really only recommend it for those who are into soft-core porn. Which I hope that eliminates most of you as well. My mother finds this last paragraph to be disturbing for me to be talking about. But I didn't make the movie! Hello! I'm just warning others. I can't help it that I love Anne Hathaway (in less revealing roles like Princess Diaries!!) and decided to rent it for $1 at the Redbox. Oh Bess. She even gets weirded out if the restaurant scene from "When Harry Met Sally" is on. "I'll have what she's having..."

Loki: Oh my goodness... please do not bash Rob. I love Rob. I am attracted to Rob, and I would totally go for him in real life. For real, I find myself drawn to that sort of man. Also, he is goofy and I like his humor, and he can SING. He can play guitar. He is self-deprecating, which is oddly a turn-on. No, he doesn't dress like he is worth a million bucks, but I like that too. He hasn't been sucked into the dumb hollywood drama. This is also why Johnny Depp is sexy. Just saying. Okay, so I had to stick up for my beloved. I am totally excited to see his new movie...as I think he looks more like a real man that a weird teenage vampire. I am jealous that Saucy (and I am assuming Curls and Cookie) have already seen that movie. I look forward to oogling at him for 2 plus hours in the dark. Talk about soft-core porn. haha... Just kidding. Anyway, I didn't think Love & other Drugs was that bad. I mean I wouldn't be volunteering to watch it with my father or mother, but I have seen more raunchy sex scenes. I guess that isn't something I should admit too...but like you said, I didn't make those movies.

Ever been uncomfortable watching something with your parents? On a first date? We must hear about it.

WHAT ABOUT ME?!

Hello??! I am wondering where my "Happy Birthday" post is? Why did I not get a special post on the blog about my birth? Am I not as important as Loki? Am I being punished for not writing on the blog for 2 weeks? Or is it that as the oldest child Loki just thinks her birth is superior to mine?! I demand to know... Sure, I only wrote one line and put up a lousy photo for Loki's birthday, but it's the thought that counts, right?! At least I said something! It is unfair that I did not receive birthday wishes from our thousands of fans (Or cards, roses, and chocolates...) I refuse to write until the love returns.

Sincerely,
Stella

Keepin Up with the Jones'

Loki: I think Stella has a secret boyfriend. She has been sprucing herself up the last couple of months. I am starting to wonder what exactly is going on. She is starting to make me feel frumpy. I don't like feeling frumpy. She is exercising like crazy, (which we all already know,) but now she is tanning, buying new clothes, new shoes, and she even put a feather in her hair. I don't really get the feather... I actually thought you were talking about the kind that hung out below your hair line. I am intrigued to see this feather extension in person. I feel like I am not keeping up. I went shopping this week for my b-day and I wanted to buy pajama pants and yoga pants more than I did nice pants. I was drawn to the t-shirts rather than the tube top dresses. I think my skin is probably see-through right now and I am not in the least worried about it. I am the kind of gal that goes as long as possible in between hair cuts. I love getting bangs but I don't go to the salon enough to keep them. Either that or I attempt to cut them myself....which never really works out too well. I will wear shoes that are falling apart if they are the ones that I happen to grab right before I leave. (Really I would wear flip flops everywhere if I could.) I want to be cool... what can I do?

Stella: A secret boyfriend? I WISH! haha. That is the most absurd thing I've ever heard. I would die for ANY contact with ANYONE of the opposite sex. But alas, the only men I see that aren't related to me is Bob Harper (The Biggest Loser trainer,) Clinton (from TLC's What Not To Wear,) Boston Rob (Survivor,) and sometimes - yes SOMETIMES!- when I'm driving past another car I'll look up and there will be a man in the vehicle next to me. Yes, a real LIVE man. Unfortunately, that's about it. Yes, I'm definitely hiding something...

Anyhow, moving on... I feel frumpafied a lot too. I don't think there is anything wrong with taking care of yourself. But don't try to talk to Mom about it if you do. "Who are you trying to impress!?!" she'll snarl at you. She might as well just say, "Why do you even bother getting out of bed in the morning?" or even "No one ever looks at you! You are INVISIBLE!" When I reprimand her for being so negative she says, "Oh, I didn't really mean it like that." But I know better. She knows that I live in a hole and why should you decorate something stuck down in a hole?! By the way, I love my feather. Steven Tyler, eat your heart out. (Again, another man in my life.)

Loki: I wish I could help you out but the only man I see is my man...and well, that doesn't help any. I hardly even see him as it is. Moving on ... perhaps my mission at your "party"... (and by party I mean your 2 friends and me and my friend) shall find you a date. Would you go on a date? Yes, yes, we have already spoken of the caliber of men that we may or may not find at an adult establishment...but one never knows. Anyway, Bess just doesn't know how to spend money on herself... she isn't used to it anyway. I don't have the money to blow on myself. I used to, but then I became unemployed and I guess un-hirable. Maybe one day that will change and we can take our little daughters and go get mani's and pedi's. I hope one day Blue is old enough that she will keep Bella entertained...but by then she might be hanging out with 16 year olds.

Stella: Why can't people paint their own nails? I don't get it. Do you not know how to scrub your own foot or file a nail? Also, I do not want you to ever feel it is your goal to find me a date. That only equals total humiliation on my part. I do not want to have to "date." It just seems like a big hassle and waste of time. Blah. No dating for me. I'm just going to wait for God to command someone to marry me. You know, like in that stupid book I just read. (I also realized that "soiled dove" was not a term Curls came up with herself, which made me very glad.) I think this is a great plan and requires me to do nothing at all. I just have to walk by someone that saint-like to listen to such a command. Hah. Didn't we talk about this on here already? I feel this is a repeat.


Loki: I dont know why people don't paint their own nails. I only said such things because it sounded like a prissy thing you would want to do in the future... you know something else to pamper yourself.. Yes this blog is beginning to repeat itself. But what can I say? We are not doing anything entertaining and without working side by side and then gossiping about the crazy people we work with we are forced to talk about you and your non existent dating life. While I am sure God will place you in front of your future husband I do think you have to be a little proactive about it...or at least open to the idea. Its not like you will be walking down the street and a man/boy will have a big giant red arrow above his head. I say man/boy because you haven't seemed to graduate to a man yet...and are only attracted to those man/boys (that is a blog we have already done). Anyway perhaps you should join one of those dating websites...you can decide while hiding in your room in your pj's. That was too many prepositions for me. I must go now and attend to my baby...who has snatched a picture of herself and is kissing it. Weird..yes but still cute.

What thing would you like to do to pamper yourself? 

PS...I'm pretty sure Stella actually got a pedicure this week