The blue spark that goes from my key to the doorknob every time I come home and open the door is a nice welcome home. Its a bright brilliant blue. Just a little energy. And although my hallway is lit up, I always try to imagine what it would look like in the dark. I wonder if I could get a picture of it.



I love my pig oven mitt. I picked it up at Target a few years ago for a dollar. Maybe its a sign of insanity, or loneliness, or creativity but I was playing with it the other night. I had a whole imaginary conversation with an oven mitt. It was fun. Apparently he doesn't think much of my life but thinks I'm a nice guy.



I made a pizza for dinner tonight. I had a crust I stole from work (I say stole, but really its not stealing when they say 'take it'). I covered it with alfredo sauce, some garlic, a little bit of chopped onions (I don't even like onions but I thought it would go good), tomatoes and cheddar cheese. I must say it looked fantastic, and tasted amazing.