Yes - I might be watching American Idol. That is just because my sweetie is working the night shift and I am left on my own. Sometimes when he is gone I watch questionable TV (but what about that Jacob Lusk!). Also, on a side note, flash mobs make me cry. Like, really cry. Like Oprah being reunited with a lost Sister cry. Before I start replaying all my favorite DVR'd Glee scenes and really lose it I want to talk about food. Just because I am home alone doesn't mean I go hungry - and cooking for one is always a challenge. One that I never have conquered. Tonight, after a lusty trip to Trader Joe's, I made a herb salad topped with a soft boiled egg. I added some of my homemade croutons and a side of thinly sliced marinated pork loin. I must leave you now...I think there is a new Miami Housewives...
