Drunk Cooking

While the turkey burger and eggs were slammin'...

I drunk washed the dishes and drunk grabbed the large bottle of olive oil and then proceeded to drunk spill said olive oil in an arc across the kitchen. Jackson Pollack would've been jealous.

Was going to take a picture, but let's be honest: nobody likes a homely photo.

What makes this a truly lazy wife moment: yeah. I left it there. I rubbed in the splashes across my hand (grrreat moisturizer) and then went to watch TV on demand.

Hey, at least I remembered to buy paper towels on the way home. What? I live alone biotch. I can do what I want.

In sober reflection,
L.W.