2/365: A Self Portrait

If ever there's a clueless housewife, that's me. I learned sometime ago though that I can cook...or at least, follow a recipe.

The rare times you see me in my kitchen, I'm usually cooking to survive - no one has seen fit to make lunch or dinner so I'm forced to rack up a meal, heh.

And yeah, excuse the nest-like bedhead. I assure you, I clean up good. And the front perspective is much more respectable than the back. Take my word for it, heh.

Blessed be!