Girls Night In

Last weekend Josh went to a baseball game, leaving me to my own devices for an evening.

I decided to paint my toenails yellow, which I thought would be a fun end-of-summer color, but in actuality they ended up looking kind of diseased -

I even smudged one of them, which added a nice decaying effect.  Better yet, when I finally took the paint off, my nails were stained an orangey kind of color. 

I also made a white chocolate passion fruit cheesecake (recipe here) that turned out delicious.  In other words, a more rewarding experiment than the yellow nail polish. 

And then I wasted the rest of the night watching two and half hours of Arrested Development on Netflix.  Really, I don't know why I've procrastinated watching this show for so long.  The comedy style is perfect - sarcastic, outlandish, and mildly uncomfortable.  And how can you not love this face?

little, chubby Michael Cera!

Has anyone else out there ever had an obsession with this show?  For my part, I think I'm a believer.  Hallelujah.