Chocolaaaaaaate! A way to Stella’s heart. If you want me to do anything for you, please make me these chocolate cups first. I will love, appreciate and respect you forever. I will even rub your feet. Even if they’re smelly.
Smelly cat, smelly cat, what are they feeeding yoooou?
Speaking of, remember the kitten I found on the street, adopted and touched only with gloves because I was afraid I will get worms? How can you not? Did you not write about it in your bullet journal? “Highlight of the week: Stella adopted a kitten.”
I really need to stop being so humble. But, seriously, what is a bullet journal?
Anyway, that cat is now big, living in my dad’s yard and it makes me so happy. I don’t know where I was going with this super entertaining story. I guess you had to be there.
Show me the chocolate. I’ve told you before, I’m not a huge fan of chocolate and I’m dead to you. But in my defense, it’s not cheesecake or cake. However, I have been addicted to these cups for probably 3 months now.[Read More…]