After church this weekend, a friend and I took the afternoon to enjoy the beautiful weather with a stroll around the National Mall. There really is nothing like the DC monuments at sunset-- especially when you throw cupcakes and a cute friend into the mix!
Oh, and I assume you've been dying to know: I have officially cooked chicken for the first time in my little life. It was basic--just grilled it on a George Foreman (thanks Grandma) and stuck it in a sandwich. But I feel sort of like Tom Hanks in Castaway after he made fire. When you think about it, turning a chunk of dead animal into something edible--delicious, even--is no small feat. Props to the caveman who discovered cooking.
i still hate touching raw chicken.
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