I like red peppers. I do not like green peppers. Matthew swears that they are the same. I swear otherwise. Ok I checked online and red peppers are riper version of the green pepper. So while they are the same plant, that 10 days of extra ripeness helps sweeten them. Michelle agrees with me about the taste of green peppers so I can't be totally off base. :)
Tomorrow marks the first day of the conjoining of my biggest fear with my biggest love. Taco Tuesday at the Lesbian bar. Matty has decided he will call me every 5 minutes until I succumb to the pressure and go into the lesbian bar. I have just remembered that I bought hamburger meat and parmesean cheese to make spaghetti for dinner tomorrow night so taco Tuesday at the lesbian bar may be out. (at least this week. I don't want a repeat of last week when I bought hamburger to make spaghetti and ended up forgetting about it in the fridge for a week.) I wish Washington would get off its ass and pass the damn law about smoking indoors. Seriously, the state scores high on that health survey that gets done every year, how can this still be legal?! I say that because I'm coughing and sitting here thinking about how much my shirt stinks. STINKS I SAY! Another little known tid-bit, MP and I DID go into the lesbian bar today. We hung out and played backgammon and cards. I survived. It wasn't awful. And I MAY even be willing to go back in there again... especially if it involves tacos. But sssshhhh, don't tell Matty!