The Girl Who Ate Everything

I'm in a car!

Where the hell am I?

LOUISA, VIRGINIA! Suh-weet!

First thing: Over the past two days I've received more emails than I usually do along the lines of "HI ROBYN YOU'RE BACK, ARE YOU ALIVE?", I assume because it's the end of the year and most people are on vacation and now have the time to write me something. I love you, thanks! But I just want to let you know that it may take me a while to get back to you, not because I don't love you but because I'm in Louisa until January 1st and then I'll be hanging out in NYC for a few days after that with a friend from out of town.

BUSY BUSY BUSY.

Wow, my grammar sucks today. I'm going to confuse the new readers who are expecting great prose about food by not writing well and not writing about food! Hehehe! Laugh with me?

EMPTY ROAD!

Louisa! Has all these fields! And not much else! Ha ha! But wait, there's more!

So much nature!

Wait, I was joking. THAT'S MAINLY IT! HEHE!

Why am I here?

coy-ness?

TRISTAN LIVES HERE! He's one of my best friends. Why else would I wake up at the crack of dawn to take a 40 minute bus to NYC, to take a 4.5 hour bus to Washington DC, to take a 45 minute ride on the DC metro, to take a 2 hour car to Louisa, VA? TRUE FRIENDSHIP, THAT'S WHAT.

Tristan lives on a farm! No, really!

FARM!

HIS FARM HAS A SIGN!

Sheepies!

He has sheepies!

Okay, must go. Check out the rest of my flickr photos!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!