Because 100% of my magazine subscriptions were gifts with the purchase of, I don't know, moisturizer or something, and I refuse to internalize their continuing existence in my life, I am surprised/delighted every single time they appear in my mailbox. This week's mailbox surprise: "I still get Rachael Ray Every Day?"
Better make some Grilled Peaches Caprese Rotisserie Chicken Salad, I guess!
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| WOOF, that name, but look how pretty and even the children scavenged some edible bits. |
Unfortunately, my children generally behaved like small, busy, functional humans this week, rather than tiny hilarious face-making photo props. As this trend is likely to continue, I fear for the future of the Anna-scowls-at-fun-things blogging industry. Alas. Here instead is some Ivy art to get you through your Friday.
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| A cat very very much enjoying some pizza with black olives. |
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| A rocket ship...hmm...deploying its heart-shaped air bag upon impact? |
