noelani

Shots of whiskey (inspired by Deadwood) and pints of Stella Artois and Poppy Jasper.

That was my night last night. Because of that I've been convinced to go to Mezzanine this weekend, had some laughs and fun with the boy when we got home (at least I thought it was fun), and created a fabulous late night drunken culinary creation. Veggie dog wrapped up in a leftover cornmeal griddle cake. It was like a non fried corndog. Mmmmm. Serious drunk eats.

What are your favorite drunk (or just late night) snacks? Another one of mine is fried egg sandwiches.

Starting the Summer session for circus school next week. I'm excited.

Kisses

Oh- Last night also leaves me with the mystery of where my purse and coat are. They've seemed to have disappeared in the short trip from the car (parked in the garage) to home. This weekend, my bank card and a little cash went missing from my coat pocket. I think we have a gnome.

Seriously though- I hate not knowing where my purse is. It's gotta be in the house, or the car, but I swear I've looked everywhere. Maybe I put it in the fridge.

UPDATE: Mystery solved. I left it in the downstairs bathroom.