Let’s just say having 6 birthday get-togethers over the length of three days (for me alone. Not to mention the fact that four family members have birthdays within two weeks of each other), a physical (a whole event for a hypochondriac), losing power, and being engrossed in an extremely Super Sad book has given me an overwhelming amount of blog material that will come out soon. I promise. 
Where’s Vicki?
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I envy you.
That’s only on the weekends. On the workdays, it’s all crazy around here.
Oh my goodness, where can I get a Nutella to go thing?!
Russian store in Philly. Unfortunately, it has 1000 calories. I’m not kidding. I looked it up and it’s not much of a to-go.
What?! That’s insane! I was all excited for it too. Oh well, thanks for the info anyway.
So my parents forbade the mere mention of peanut butter because they thought it was a capitalist conspiracy to make us all fat but they allowed Nutella…did you experience this?
And that reminds me…chocolate butter, where can one get some chocolate butter?
ahahaha. Actually, my parents also forbade peanut butter or anything tasty, so, obviously, when I went to college, I ate it all. And I discovered Nutella on my own.
This running cult thing is really worrying me. Oops, sorry, taking my belly now for walkies. At 9:30 in the middle of the night.
You are a superwoman.