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She cooks like me!


Mel came home to find our microwave out on our deck "cooling off", aka de-smoking. Yep. You might recall my run in with our Satan Brand Microwave and the smoke, fire alarm, fire fighting involved to get thing under control? Reagan's just as good as me.

In an effort to make her lunch, she confused the oven directions with the microwave...20 minutes later on high and the same stench, smoke and putrid orange smoke that comes from opening the door filled our house. She was a little nervous.

She sits behind me typing her screen play into mels laptop listening to the freshly downloaded Gwen Stefani... She loved writing her story, "puppy trouble". We are interviewing actors now. And I must say, it is pretty good.

This image is Reagan and her BFF (her term, not mine for Best Friend Forever).

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