...your inner Betty Crocker

So Landry and I have been slumming it as of late... biding our time, and celebrating with a visit to CraftSteak on Sunday... Celebrating what? Why, the 'MONTH OF FUCK THIS LACK OF ORGANIZATION' of course...

Unsurprisingly, the only bit left of Old Gormley was her insane planning and organizational skills. New Gormley took that bit and said 'eff the rest'. Onward.

So Landry and I, over happy hour at La Linea last week (pre 22 year olds party. The idea of someone being 22 still kills me)... and rattled off the list of things that need to be addressed. Couches. Painting. Having food in the fridge other than Vodka and cheerios (although that has been the Martini of choice lately... the Cheerio Martini. Sad, right?) and a million other things that have been driving us both insane. So we're dividing and conquering. Anyone who wants to contribute to painting and unpacking boxes on weekends will be repaid in some form or other.... and any Betty Crocker out there who can figure out how to make coffee with Vodka gets our special appreciation. The month begins 7/15.

xxx