I want to sew, I don't wanna sew. I want to read, I don't want to bother. I want to cook, I don't want to make a mess. Blah.
So instead of doing all things I want(and do not want) to do, I shall tell you a secret.
I broke into the pickles. I was hungry and restless and sometimes only a pickle will do (get your minds out of the gutter, you wretches). Even though they've only been curing for two weeks they were GREAT! And they leave a spicy aftertaste as well. I had like 3 and Jason had a few too. Now that I've broken the seal, figuratively and literally speaking, the jars in the fridge will soon be gone :)