bleh we make stuff up and then it doesnt make sense and we just make up more stuff and more stuff to make it make sense and dig ourselves deeper and deeper and eventually we're on the ceiling and dont realize it, and then somebody does and they're like "wait how did we get up here" and then we wish we were back on the floor but its too late now and it just keeps getting farther and farther away, so we keep digging at the ceiling and sooner or later all we're gonna find is sky. then what! Anyway. In my quest to keep finding miracles in weird little ordinary things I did my imagined European breakfast in the sun thing, with rice and beans and fried eggs and orange tea, and to spice it up because I have that more often than you'd think I put coconut in the rice and it was reallly good! lol. I'm so weird. But I would make a smashing cook. I haven't given up on the café idea... But I'm kinda absorbed with Woodstock now so yeah... Maybe I can get out today :-x Clean my room and do mothers day later. lol