

This week feels weird. Does it not? Like it’s a short week but in a weird way because I feel like it’s the longest week ever. I have to go to the grocery store and get stuff to make mashed potatoes (I’m the mashed potatoes queen in my family) for thanksgiving. I ALWAYS bring them to every event. But that’s probably because I make them with three sticks of butter- for 10 pounds but still they’re super creamy and delicious. Im Dreading the store