Stocked

This is what my refrigerator looks like right. this. second.

Full

Fruit.

Yogurt. Pasta. Cheese.

Cheeeeeeeese!

Butter.

Five pounds of butter.

Beurre, en francais.

Thank you, Ree .  I'm addicted.

Again.

I was doing soooo good for soooo long.

And now I, too, Jiggle.

It is so worth it.

(remind me that I said that, will you? something tells me I'll need it one of these days...)

More fruit.

To counteract all of that butter.

Pickles. 

Pickles.

And behind them,

more pickles.

No. I'm not pregnant. 

I promise to take a photo of this refrigerator one week from now.  

It will look remarkably different.

The butter will be gone.

The fruit will be brown.

Don't hate.

It's how the west was won.

Or something...

Jiggles forever,

A