Stunningly Unoriginal

My brother-in-law is recovering from surgery on his shoulder, so we went over to visit and help out a bit tonight. We brought Lady O's own casserole recipe for them to share, in a move of stunning unoriginality. We're going to have to work on broadening our food base. SwingDaddy did remind them to take off the plastic wrap, given my last experience with the dish.

On a completely unrelated note, did any of you collect stickers obsessively as a kid? I kept mine in a special scrapbook and never used any of them. My mother found the collection and Q is having a great time with googly-eyed food. It's interesting to see which ones he names in English (apple, carrot, cheese) and which in Chinese (watermelon, grapes). Not sure why, but I suppose he'll let us in on the secret at some point.

On yet another tangent, I'm having trouble not posting. Really. I made a one-year commitment to myself to write every day, and that ended last week. However, I Can't. Stop. Blogging. I'm really going to try to take a day "off" and not write. Obsessive a little?