So we’re now on day 3 of the school semester and I already want to sleep for 17 hours and burn every textbook in the house. I’ve taken 3 quizzes, read more pages than I care to say from the most incredibly dull political science book known to mankind, and written a painfully boring persuasive paper. I won’t bore you with details but I’ll just say that it revolved around the ObamaCare controversy – let’s not open that can of worms! Honestly this here blog is my sanctuary at the moment. When I was adding citations to my poli-sci paper I wished the entire time I could forget about all things APA and MLA for two minutes and instead discuss super-mega-creamy chicken and wild rice soup things with you instead. Oh what I wouldn’t give to never go through the agony of in-text citations again for as long as I live. Fairly certain I’d give a toe people. A real toe. It’s okay, I’ve got 9 spares. Now let’s indulge in some creamy perfection. Do you see that^^^^?? That’s what a creamy soup should look like. I’ve gotten into this habit lately of adding cream cheese to, well, basically everything. Side bar: the other day I told my husband I put cream cheese in our chicken enchilada soup and he gave me the nastiest look in the world. Turns out when I said “cream cheese” it registered as “cottage cheese” in his mind. Yeahhh not so much hon. But cream cheese? Yes PUH-LEASE.
