The Cart Will Never Be Done
I say this because some muffin who will remain nameless (aka hubby) ground the paint off down to the metal and the spray paint is taking a trillion coats to cover it. And at one coat per day…
Let’s just say I’ll be dead before it sits in my kitchen again.
Boo. Hiss. Boo.
I wrote yesterday. Things are boring. Here’s a cupcake.
And some cocoa to wash it down.
See? Come to my blog and get snacks. Well, virtual snacks. You’re on your own for real ones.
Have a good one.