Now that I think of it, she actually doesn’t really resemble a tomato at all, I’m not sure why I’ve always thought of her as one. Maybe she’s a turnip? Oh my god, what IS she?
In case you’ve been wondering where the dinner posts are, things have been the wee-est bit busy since Shane had his knee replaced 10 days ago. But tune in tomorrow for a Thanksgiving-ish post, if I can get my act together.