Sunday, February 3, 2013

.174 day 151

the only time i feel like a "house wife" is in the morning when i'm fixing breakfast for toots and i, while washing dishes and dancing around the kitchen in slippers and underwear. 

until i remember that i am unmarried...and this house does not belong to me.

*kanye shrug* 

the pancakes were good. 

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