PJs and coffee and grape leaves and mmm!

I'm still in my PJs. Pa-Jam-Jams. I love my comfy tank tops and Pirates of the Caribbean short-shorts! It makes my coffee taste that much better. No, really.

It's Friday. FollowFriday.

I have this terrible feeling that my life is going to be even more drama-filled. How awful. How gross. How utterly unnecessary.

Meh. Drama. Go away.

I realized most everyone awesome I know lives in Canada or Cali. I wonder what that means. Better breeding in the C's, I guess. Huh.

I am going to finish my home coffee, then trek out to Sbux for some fatty frap before I go purchase some groceries. I need to cook again. I never knew I'd love cooking so much, but I do. I guess I like feeling in control. And it's about all of the excitement I can get in my boring little life here, lately.

I really need an adventure.

Anyway, I am going to make dolmathes. It's a Middle Eastern dish. Dolma means stuffed. It's essentially grape leaves stuffed with taste bud-tantalizing, mouth-watering herbs, veggies, rice and all things mmm! baked in more herbs and juices and more mmm! I am salivating just thinking about it. Hopefully I don't fuck it up; I can see myself mis-rolling the grape leaves or overcooking...something.

Either way, I'm cooking; feel bad for my kitchen.