Now, now

On his deathbed, Voltaire responded to the priest asking him if he renounced Satan for his Last Rites, he responded,"Now, now my good man, this is no time to be making enemies."

Bake or sleep

Last night I baked brownies from scratch and Drew took some to work and I got mucho praise. Naturally I've been savoring this all day and will continue to feed off this gem for the next two months, as I am apt to do whenever I get any sort of positive feedback for producing something that's not ONLY edible but genuinely enjoyed. And so of course I was like, well tonight I'm going to bake more!!! Peanut butter and chocolate chip cookies, mmm. SO AMPED.

Except it's 8.52 pm now and I, in my satiated state after finishing Chloe's leftover baby yogurt, and ready to go to bed. At the end of the day, sleeping is more my forte than baking ever will be.

Hypothetical situation between Drew & 18 year old Chloe

Stepping it up

I admit that my blog has been pretty barren as of late, and it's been gnawing at me. So a top priority action item is to update more!

How sweet

A paaaasha thought

Valentine's Day is like watching a really in-shape couple running together and talking about what fabric drapes they want to put in the guest room.

So keenly

I am homesick, all of the time.

Chinese New Year

Chloe in her New Year outfit

Before the party people arrived, it was just us. <3

Tut, tut, Pablo

Picasso once read a poem he had written aloud at a gathering at Gertrude Stein's house, saying that if he applied his energies to writing as he did to painting, he could become a great poet. After he had finished reading, he awaited Stein's response. After a pause, she said, "Pablo, go home and paint."

Extraordinary mind

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