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Everytime I cook I feel more like I'm destined to be a chef. Today was the 6 month anniversary of my proposal to Teresa. We had some leftover cassarole I made yesterday for lunch and I made a beef stew for dinner. After dinner I made some blueberry muffins. I can't wait until we move to a place with a bigger kitchen, so I can feel comfortable moving from mixes to raw ingredients.

Tomorrow at work I'm gonna be swamped. Missing a day like I did friday gives me twice the amount of work to do the next day, but I didn't have a choice. Off to bed I go.