Is it bad that the thing getting me out of bed in the morning is knowing that I get to eat the veggie pot pie I made? Is it bad that I want to eat it for breakfast, lunch and dinner? Is it bad that I'm thinking about making another giant one this weekend so I can eat it again next week?
IT IS JUST SO DELICIOUS.
Also, it is really snowing like whoaing and all I want to do is go show shoeing in Vermont.
WHO WANTS TO GO WITH ME?