February 3

Dear writers of LOST,

I am LOST, so maybe you could answer just a few questions for me.

Why are there 3 John Locks? and which one is the real one?

Was Jacob the smoke monster and needed John to take over?

Why did you show the island at the bottom of the ocean?

Are you doing a flash forward?  flash backward?  split universe?  parallel universe? this is what happens when you mess with time universe?

What was the important thing that Juliette was going to tell Sawyer with her dying breath?

And last but absolutely not least, where is Claire??????

Signed,

even more LOST than ever

PS.   Sawyer is fierce, and it is just a bit scary!

Best line of the night….”I’ve got a gun (fumble, fumble) and I know how to use it.”~~Hurley

Most telling line came from Charlie….”I’m supposed to be dead.”

What do y’all think?

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February 2

Chocolate chip cookies….absolutely!

Brownies…you betcha!

Hot fudge…Oh yeah!

Chocolate ice cream…fabulous!  Especially when topped with hot fudge.

Dove Dark…I’m in love!

But chocolate cake…not so much, oh I’ll eat it if there isn’t anything else, because I’m not one to pass up chocolate.

Today’s TWD that Kristin of I’m Right About Everything picked, is Milk Chocolate Mini Bundt Cakes.

And I didn’t make it like the recipe suggested.

I just couldn’t bring myself to add chocolate to the batter.

So I didn’t.

Everything else was the same.

Except I tweeked the filling just a smackeral.

I added cinnamon to it.

Heavenly addition.

This little cake is heavy but moist, and best right out of the oven.

Go check out Kristin’s blog.   She’ll have the recipe.

I also suggest that you do not half the recipe like I did.   The three whole muffins were gone in about 2 hours.

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February 1

I got nothin’ today.

All this weekend the girl and I have been watching a What Not To Wear marathon.

I have come to the conclusion that I’m not wearing the proper clothing for my body type, and I don’t think that Stacy or Clinton would be happy with my wardrobe choices.

My jeans do not fall straight down from my hip.

My tees are shapeless, and my color pallet is rather single minded.

I don’t wear pointy toed heels.

I don’t wear sassy bracelets.

I don’t layer, unless you count me wearing a pink sweater over everything in the winter.

I don’t mix prints, or wear make-up.

No, Stacy and Clinton would be very displeased.

But, I don’t care.

I’m a stay-at-home mom, so it just doesn’t matter.


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