Home Run

In bed with my socks on, and the warm blanket. All that's missing is a mug of hot chocolate, and bedtime stories.
Ah why can’t I be a kid again !!



And, I am going home . . . . . . yes, AGAIN.

Chocoholic

I came home late last night, and the first thing I did was open a new bag of Hershey's Bliss Dark Chocolate – and that was the best part of my day.

…and that’s all worth mentioning.

Food Sense

Am not all that much of a perfectionist, but some thing i like done my way only . . . for me to like it.
For example my one cuppa tea is very important.

Not sayin other's dont get it right, but not the way i want it.
The only person who has ever come closed to meeting my crazy parameters ever is my sis - she's the only one who patiently (and sometimes not so patiently) bears my endless and not always very precise instructions on salt, sugar, oil, heat, slice, dice . . . . and so on.
God bless her for that coz am quite a lazy bum, and lazier still when she is around to pamper me with food!

She has already more than perfected my mayonnaise veg sandwich and pancakes.

And lately my scrambled egg noodles, and tomato cheese omelette - which i am sure i have the command over till i cook it once for my sis! Not only will she perfect the recipe, but also improvise on it further to make it even more delicious.

Sis, you are my only perfect copy, and even better.