My brother and I are currently home alone with the dogs.  So, we decided to bake a chicken pot pie (recipe here) and open a bottle of wine.  Or, rather, I decided to open a bottle of wine.  The pot pie was delicious and easy.  I highly recommend it.  Your diet probably does not. Also, after cooking dinner two nights in a row, my brother is sure something drastic happened to me in Lithuania.  I guess something did happen.  That something is food boredom.

Anyway…

After asking my family to do something stupid, yet clean enough for this website, I have finally given up on them.  Well, I have given up on the clean part.  So, here it goes.  Making fun of my mom (sorry, Mom), instead of V’s mom:

The bottle of wine I drank tonight was swiped from my friend’s wedding.  By my mom.  She stole it off the bar and stuck it in her purse.  She was carrying a small-ish clutch, and the neck of the bottle stuck out the whole night.  To cover up her theft, she told everyone that her purse had an erection. We tried to find the bottle the next morning to give to my friend as a wedding present, but we couldn’t remember where we put it (oops).  I found it in the fridge, and now, I am drinking it.  I love being home.