1.) My stove has been this filthy for an incredibly long time.
2.) Yes, that’s the remnants of boxed macaroni and cheese you see there, because that’s what I (sloppily) made my kids for dinner.
3.) After they went to bed, I spent my Friday night roasting a marshmallow for myself. Brilliant? Kind of. Sad and pathetic? Most definitely.
Let my trifecta give you a confidence boost. If you did basically anything else last Friday night, you should feel superior.