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I've a to-do list as long as my ARM!

Now, it is the list I made for the entire *month* of August--the rule is that nothing else gets put on the list (unless it's a reminder like "pick up diapers") until either this list is done, or it's September. Plus, there are a bunch of things on it I have to put off until the computer is fixed, so really the stuff that I could be doing right now is pretty short.

So the baby is asleep, which is the best time to do stuff, and am I watering my plants, making my phone calls, writing my letter, or copying out that recipe for my friend the bride-to-be? Nope. 'Cause I feel like writing to you lovely people about Kraft Easy Mac.

See, usually, I eat like an eight-year-old (I'm doing better, overall, since the baby, but wait 'til he's weaned!). I like to think that my eating Chef Boyardee ravioli rather than Franco-American spaghetti-os makes me a *touch* more sophisticated than the other eight-year-olds out there, but I'm sure it doesn't. So I am a bit of a connoisseur of convenience food--if it comes in a can or a box, has a microwave tray or a cardboard sleeve, or proudly displays "WARNING: CONTENTS WILL BE HOT!" somewhere on it, I have probably eaten it. Hell, I probably have it somewhere in my kitchen right now.

So I got the Easy Mac because ... well, it's easy! And during the day, my meals are kind of whatever I can eat fast. And now I've eaten all the salmon pasta salad and the leftover chicken and dumplings, so today it's either Easy Mac or a Hot Pocket. I hadn't tried the Easy Mac yet, and I love Kraft boxed mac and cheese when the right mood strikes me. And that mood was today!

Now, really, I don't ask that my crappy convenience food actually taste like what it's *supposed* to be, but I do ask it to, you know, *taste.* I never thought "tastes like cardboard" would ever be a step *up.* And yet, there it is.

I suspect it's because you make the stuff with water and no milk. Also because I didn't have any cheese to doctor the stuff with.