American Pie

So tonight is my big cooking class!!! .... not only do I get a night out of the house, but I also get to learn how to make Pizza!!!!


I'm pretty excited. The idea of actually talking to an adult (or two! or three!!) IN PERSON while they're not at their job and better yet... AFTER THE SUN GOES DOWN is beyond fascinating. I think I'm getting goosebumps.


I'm going to ignore the sheer sadness that my soul feels that I am no longer the socialite I once was... that my existence of late has been categorized as a half-step up from chamber maid. I'll even go so far as to shrug off the "people" who call me out on my patheticness.... cause tonight I'm getting a little slice of balance.

and GOD BLESS balance, while we're at it.... right?


I mean, let's face it... even though I had to take Stability and Control twice in college... the one basic thing I understood is that if your plane isn't balanced.... you're not going to fly straight.

People are no different. You get a little too much of anything on one side, and eventually you'll start going in circles.

Tonight I'm getting to shift back to the left a little, and play up my individuality again. Would I have picked a pizza class? probably not... but the class was free, Troy offered to baby-sit, and I know a good opportunity when I see one. See? baby-steps back to Carrie-land.


Am I stressing out about how Troy and Rhena will make out? you're damn skippy I am. ..... but you can also bet that I won't be bringing the cell phone in to class. I might even wear heels and dangley earrings.... just because I can.


last day to vote on this week's match-up, by the way---- represent!