Okay you guys, first off, let me just tell you that for SOME REASON I've been having this insatiable craving for hard boiled eggs. And chocolate. And marshmallows. And pastel-colored m-n-mz. Easter must be nigh, or something?
So anywayz, there I was in mah kitch'in. Right? I had just found the most awesom-est egg-salad recipe. And I had the best ever little jar of honey mustard for it. And then I decided to boil me up some eggs. MMMM. Boiled eggs. Right? Am I right?
Well - is it possible that I'm the only person in the world who sees this:
...and instantly thinks it is a face and then suddenly for the rest of [her] life can't see a group of 5 eggs in a pan without mentally seeing this: ?
Well, at least I know now that if I WAS the only person... I'm not any more.
Ain't I a stinker?