Hey Mom!

It's Sunday night.
Dessert Night.
Nothing fancy, just a little pudding with some cool-whhhip. (say it like Stuey from family guy)
It's the terra-cotta jars that make it fancy.
Mom gave these to me when I was home visiting last. Before they became pudding cups they held the most delicious yogurt I've ever tasted...

I can't get the yogurt but I'm not above begging for more empty jars...


Mom, please send more jars.

Had my first sewing class, traumatized is the only word to describe how I feel right now. I'm sure it'll pass...right?


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