Join Me in Snarkville

Today started out so well.  I had great intentions of getting project after project done.  I crossed off exactly ONE of the items off my list — I can’t explain it, the day became a time sink of its very own.  But just as I was beginning to make a fabulous dinner, one casually thrown together of scallops, garlic, butter, angel hair, french fries, and hot dog nuggets; my day bit me in my butt.

Let’s recall that the Queen of Snarkville is NO domestic goddess.  She in fact, while crafty and talented in many ways, should probably have her cooking permit suspended (perhaps revoked) by the local authorities.  The problem is that would cause Prince to be the one charged with feeding the family and he is perhaps the only human that walks upright who is less talented in the kitchen than I am.  However, today, today I may have pushed the Prince ahead of me.

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