via My Cute Crush



This is how I think!  In fact, the other night I did not cook so Brian and I went to Olive Garden for dinner (O.K. - it is close to our house and somewhat decent!) and I was not a happy camper.  Nothing tasted very good to me, although Brian enjoyed his dish, and during the entire dinner I thought and said, many a times, that my versions of what we were eating were so much better.  How fun am I to take out!