New York

Currently I am in New York and good god it is cold. Like freeze your tail off cold. Thank god Bodie lives in LA, I mean, I know he has a fur coat and all but really, let's face it, Bodie is more of baby than I am. And that's really saying something.

What do you mean I have to go outside?

Also, people here walk everywhere. I mean, I can barely convince myself to walk to Ralphs and it's probably three blocks away but here, people walk hundreds of block with apparently little problem. I'm convinced this is because they want to eat all the black and white cookies and this helps them achieve this goal. Damnit, now I want one...I bet you can't make those in a crock pot...next challege! 

But the best part of New York is that I convinced my parents to buy a crock pot. Mostly this was ahieved by me whining and promising to cook dinners all the time but it also really got me missing my own crock pots. And then I realized that...I should name them. I mean, I talk about them often enough, I feel they are family already. And they will be men because really, when everything goes wrong or the food burns, I'm going to blame them. And I feel much better if I'm yelling at a guy.

So here goes. My 4qt one will be named Hunter because it does most of the work. My amazing red 6qt one will be called Diva because he's fussy, very demanding and unsure about his sexual preference. But best of all, my little dipper one will be called precious. Because really, is there anything better then melting chocolate?