DBF had to drive to Portland tonight, a 320 mile round trip. So I'm here in the house all by my lonesome, with no car. It's great b/c I'm rarely home alone but now I don't feel like making dinner. I make dinner every night. I'm tired of it. tangent: Wonder what DBF did with the frozen turkey we picked up at my mom's house today? Hrm... don't feel like leftover lasagna... there's a chicken breast in the deli drawer that needs to get cooked. I could pound it flat and roll up some herbed goat cheese into it, then bake it. Yes, that sounds good. Ohh... and wine! I have wine! It's my favorite wine, too!! Metropolitan Market Selection #5 Red wine ... yummy... ETA: pretty please?