Potatoe soup

I'll never get around to cooking the way I want to cook. Maybe I'm lazy, or I just can't think, or maybe I don't have the money to buy the things I need to cook the way I want. Who knows.
When I do cook, my food is good.Usually. When I don't burn it. ;)

Tmw, I'm making potatoe soup. Just because my son asked me to. I didn't know he liked my potatoe soup. I'm glad he does. Such a perfect meal for rainy days, or cold fall/winter nights, a night when u shld snuggle on the couch, or by the fireplace. *back to reality*--

I don't think its gonna be cold, but I think it'll be okay to make that anyway. My tooth will definitly be happy that I made something soft. It'll be salty, and sweet too. Sweet milk-yum. Fattening, sure. Everything thats not good for you always tastes fantastic!

And this is why my "fat cells" as papa calls em--sticks to me like glue. I really reallydislike my fatcells, they refuse to let go. I keep telling myself I am gonna run them off--but ofc, that doesn't happen. I procrastinate. Too much really. So potatoe soup tomorrow nite--I could do the healthy milk/water version---but it wouldn't be as good. So I guess my fat cells are really gonna love me tomorrow nite!

Heres to sweet milk potatoe soup!