Saturday, October 18, 2008

my dog ate my blog.

This is a note to all four of my dear readers who have been wondering why this blog is such a disappointment as of late. I wish I could say that I was in a third world country, helping small orphans and contracted a mysterious virus that impairs my blogging habits, but the truth is that I have been sitting around eating unhealthy amounts of bacon and watching Barefoot Contessa (Ina Garten is my role model, people. For real).

"Next, just add 6 sticks of butter and 3 cups of bacon drippings! Pop it in the oven and then pour some chocolate on top. How gorgeous is that?" Hearts.

Oh and, in case I haven't said it 12 times before, my camera has taken a one-way ticket to Deadsville (one way ticket to Deadsville? I need to get out more) . We all know a blog without a camera is like a book without pages (I cannot fathom how deep I am). After pestering my parents and preparing them elaborate meatloaf and chocolate cake dinners, they have agreed to buy me a camera for my birthday.

So, you're wondering, why should I care? This means that in one short month there will be awkward photo shoots, failed DIY projects, and baked goods galore around here. Stay tuned.


Kat said...

if you think ina garten puts aorta-clogging ingredients in her dishes, you should watch paula deen. i mean, my word, woman, i know you're southern, but what are you trying to do to us?

hazel said...

i once watched her spend 20 minutes making homemade crackers. crackers that clearly looked and sounded like she could've bought them in the store.

if that's not amazing, then what is?