the sun and air

Now this is a beautiful thing. I just want to crawl up into its world--it completely seduces me. Take me here:

Enough day dreaming.

So for Saturday's Holiday Potluck slash Bourbon Fest I'm trying to pick three things to make from this list: 6, 8, 10, 12, 16, 19, 20, 24, 37, 39, 41, 50, 51, 51, 52, 64, 71, 75, 76, 82, 83, 85, + 93. Damn you, Mark Bittman.

Actually, I've already decided on truffle oil popcorn (because my god, is that stuff good) so just three things from the list.

I'll shop for it all tomorrow.

Right now I'm off to turn in a looks-okay portfolio for my final day of school. Hooray for me. One more semester down on the road to graduating from college (before I'm forty).

Last Wednesday in the final session of another class Brandon smuggled in a bottle of Captain Morgan and we took turns during the critique at sneaking sips from the bottle. Perfect ending.

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