I believe mashed potatoes make a fine breakfast choice.
Sometimes I think I’m the only one out there who would rather die than step into a mall (or any shopping establishment) on Black Friday.
Instead, I believe Black Friday is a holiday reserved for wearing black stretchy pants on the couch….and eating leftovers.
My mom’s nickname for me growing up was “pumpkin-breath”. Only now am I wondering, what does that mean?
I love pumpkins.
I know this might come as a shock….but I really don’t like vegetables all that much.
There. I said it!!!!