Casserole Crazy

When most people hear the word “casserole” they think comfort food. For many, it evokes the memory of home, mothers, grandmothers, etc. But when you don’t have someone to make a casserole for you, it goes from comforting to work. So, when I need comfort food (and God, today I really need it), I tend to go for a nice, juicy hamburger. Yum.

I got called “The Crazy Casserole Lady” by a fellow blogger tonight at the Brooklyn Blogfest. I have a feeling it’s only the first time… especially considering this site is called Casserole Crazy.

What freaked me out the most was the “lady” part. I just turned 25 (seriously like 36 hours ago) and I’ve been been freaking out about it for the past three months. This didn’t help. And I swear I was “girl” before. So I turn 25 and, all of a sudden, I’m “lady?”

I guess a better way to look at it is that I’m not The Crazy Cat Lady– though that’s probably only a matter of time… CatCrazy.com: coming soon to a browser near you.