this morning #1349.

this morning, without even asking, they started helping themselves to the contents of my kitchen cupboards. i woke up & walked in on them having their way with my groceries. the gal with the tattoos all over her arms (mary?) briskly flittered around the room. whisking & pouring & flipping. conducting a culinary symphony while the other two (sally & karen?) shoveled spoonfuls of cereal into their pieholes, entranced by her every move. i’m cool with letting them crash but i wished they’d have asked. since we’d only just met last night at the show, i wasn’t sure if they were taking advantage of my hospitality or if this was just normal behavior for the three of them. i’d prefer that it’s the latter.