I turned into my mom tonight.  I did that thing that grownups do sometimes when they go to the grocery store, buy a whole bunch of food, then come home and immediately cook it all.  That’s right.  I stocked the fridge with meals that are cooked tonight.

Also, Sarah1 and I went to go see “It’s Complicated” and laughed our asses off through the whole movie.  On the way home she noted that perhaps the reason that we thought it so funny was because we’re kind of old.  I couldn’t disagree–my favorite line in the movie was when Alec Baldwin told Meryl Strep that one of the reasons that they should be together is because her cooking did such good things for his digestive system.

In conclusion, I’m super old.  But so is Sarah1.  So that makes it okay, right?

*cause I have to go to bed. Cause I’m old.