All a dog needs:
Food in their belly.
And a warm place to lay.
The Pioneer Woman Cooks (the cookbook!) arrived at my doorstep this morning. This is a cookbook I see myself making every single recipe out of. I'm not sure I've ever owned one I felt like that about before.
I'm off to spend my afternoon coming up with a bibliography for History, looking over some Italian and then watching Dancing with the Stars with my mother. About that last one, I've always watched DWTS because of the it's so bad it's good factor, but this season has been so bad it's bad. Get it together ABC, or I might have to find another guilty pleasure to abide my time in the spring.