i guess this is the benefit of being the one who cooks, the leftovers. i am enjoying the leftover fajitas muchly. and as i enjoy, i am still oddly impressed with the TTHM’s fajita making skills. he manages to put just enough fixin’s in so that he can eat the whole thing without it falling apart. he didn’t even need a fork. i am most envious.

as i’m working my way through this blogathon, i’m thinking i really should have planned ahead. but no, no, i had to sit on the couch next to a tall, tall handsome man and laugh and smile and have a flippity, floppity stomach.

so help me out here darling ones, any deep, dark burning questions for your very favorite super genius? i still have to write bonny’s memphis story, i’ll get to that soonish. anyone? bueller?