Conan O'Brien. I love Conan. It's irrational and ridiculous, but I love him. We DVR him every night. And last night, upon showing PJ who he was on my t-shirt, turned on one of the episodes and asked PJ who it was and he said "Conan!" Yup, that's my boy.
Quesadillas and my quesadilla maker. To be fair, I love all Mexican food, but this is what I am making for dinner tonight and I am super excited.
This is the dress I got for John's holiday party. I love it so!! I also love that we get to get dressed up and go out for a fancy night on someone else's dime.
Now, I know this show is ALL KINDS OF FUCKED UP, but I can't help it. It's so intriguing. And puzzling. I keep trying to put the pieces together.
Of Course. DA BEARS.
