i was a pure romantic, and only operating with half my burners turned on

becoming a cooking wizard might be harder then i had imagined.
i attempted to make pulled pork today. easy stuff, you know.
just pop it in the crock pot, and put the goods in there and let it sit all day.
but i probably shouldnt of let it sit in there for 7 hours on high...
(how i wish there was a medium setting.)
it came out a wee bit dry, and a little burned. and lets just say the uncooked tortillas were more crispy then they were meant to be.
but other then that it was disgustingly declious, and i just hope i dont get poisoned for putting toxic waste into my stomach.
i'm glad my muffins turned out, or my cooking dreams would've been tarnished forever.
tomorrow challenge: spaghetti. with meat sauce, and french bread.
yeah yeah, its simple. but it'll be all kinds of tasty.

so tonight, this little ginger and her cute little roomates are going to watch seven pounds, easy a, and write letters to missionaries.
pretty wild, isnt it?