Anything pasta based will do this to me.

The boob has had a glow up.

I think I made a boob.

I have also been invited, by my fake kids/actual friends, to Switzerland, Austria and Normandy. Must work on a capsule travel wardrobe plan now.

This detail took my breath away.

Just took a major leap of faith (in me, not any deity) and I am now planning to be in Germany next August. Have no idea how much these tickets cost and do not care.

Wants, would.

I had Bakers Rewards about to expire and a big jump in disposable income for October, so I did a large order with King Arthur Flour. A new era is upon us as I now have donut pans.

Don’t make me get on a plane with a tape measure.

Ahem, still waiting for measurements, in centimeters.