Is it over yet?

Why do I do this to myself? Why have I declared Thursday my night to do as much as I can?

You see, I leave my place around 6:15 every morning. It's a short drive to work and I'm usually there between 6:30 and 6:40. I don't have to be there until seven but ask anyone who knows me about me being early...it's a curse. So I left the office around 3:45 and stopped on my way home to pick up something for my Halloween costume.

Home by 4:30. Sit down and give Prissy her cuddle time. Then the cooking began. First I made the White Chocolate Chunk cookies featured below. Then I browned a pound of ground beef. Cleaned the kitchen. Made the Yogurt Marmalade Cake from The Pioneer Woman. Cleaned the kitchen. Diced a red bell pepper. And assembled the rest of the ingredients I need to make soup in my crock pot at work tomorrow.

We were going to have a chili cook-off. But someone complained that they didn't like chili. So then it was going to be a soup/chili cook-off. Then it became a Crock-pot extravaganza. Then it became a "bring what-ever the hell you feel like" kind of thing.

Over 60 people in the group and there are 13 people who have signed up. Anyway, I'm making Cheeseburger Soup. To the ground beef and red bell peppers, I'll add chicken stock, milk, seasoning, Velveeta, and dice potatoes and let the crock-pot do it's thing. It should be good with chili, meatballs, cocktail wieners, queso dip, vegetable soup, chips, sodas, cake, and plates, cups, and napkins.

Now I must go to bed. Methinks I might be tired.