I am going MAD...or maybe I am already mad...leftover mad? Oh hell with it! I'm just plain bitchy. Ok. That sounds better. The unsociable me is alive and well today. And my car survived the Tortured Teenager last night so I guess I have plenty to be thankful for. I am supposed to at an awards dinner tonight. It's a big deal in the Fireman's world but I am trying desperately to convince him to play hooky and take me to dinner instead. The brats have caught wind of it and are trying desperately to come along, so I guess I am off to the award dinner after all. Or am I? I am mystery woman.
Dinner is out of a box tonight. I know, I know. I should be ashamed of myself. But there is leftover homemade fried chicken in the fridge and mashed potatoes. I know, I neglected to post a recipe or picture. I told you, I bitchy. But I promise you, it is nothing a good glass of wine cant fix.