|"I didn't think your cooking would ever really poison anyone, Susan, but that's what the coroner's report says."|
I'm reporting to you live from the Split-level, coffee in hand, brand new Justin Timberlake album on the record player.
...Or on iTunes. You guys are always so technical. What with your, "Paige, it's called electricity, not "the devils' magic." Whatever.
Anywho, we here in Kansas are still surrounded by snow, which means that, when the storm hit the other day, the Kellermans were forced to dig around the cabinets and come up with something interesting for dinner. After a tough decision between ambiguous canned goods and ambiguous canned goods, pancakes and bacon were declared the sustenance of the evening, and our last meal if we were to be snowed in forever.