My evenings have recently been consumed by True Blood. Jarod and I have been renting the seasons and plowing through a couple of episodes almost every night. We are loving it, but we'll need a night off tonight while I head to the theater to catch Eclipse. I'm not going to beat around the bush. That's a lot of freaking vampires. And it's kind of sacrilegious to forego a night of Bill Compton for a night of Edward Cullen. I don't even know myself, anymore!

I had mint chocolate chip ice cream for lunch and added m&m's to it, because it just wasn't quite chocolatey enough. Ah. Now, that's the me that I can be proud of.