Tonight after I got home from work, I made a roast in the roaster complete with potatoes and carrots. Warm peanut butter cup brownies were taken out of the oven shortly after the completion of the meal. Kelly (my boss at the Nest) and her fiance came over to eat. After dinner we all sat around and played guitar hero with an intermission to eat the warm, gooey brownies with coffee. The evening was full of fun and deliciousness. I just have one thought now that it's over...
WHEN DID I BECOME A 40 YEAR OLD MARRIED COUPLE??
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The warm, gooey brownie would have been better with ice cream. Everything goes better with ice cream.
40?!?!? Try 30, which I hear is the new 20. So, yeah, you're right on track. You trade the pot roast for steak sandwiches and brownies for Christmas cookies and you've got Sunday night at OCH, baby.
Welcome to the life domestic. It's glorious.
We wouldn't know about that here . . . none of us are that old! hee hee hee
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