to like my cooking. Therefore I like them. sweet kitchen. weird face. little did most people know, i was pittin' out bad in that shirt. wait, is that a shadow or a pit stain? you'll never know. nor will i. Heather, the best woman EVER, who brought me up there and took wonderful care of me. Amazing, amazing person. Speaking of people I like, here's a story of someone I don't know but like already. So last week, this woman named Megan emailed me and told me about her friend Matt and that his birthday was going to be over the weekend. Well, she told me that since she couldn't wrap me up in a bow for her friend's bday, it would be wonderful if I could make him a bday video or send him an email, or something fun like that. And since I'm not creative nor do I know how to make a video on a Mac, I sent him a birthday picture and email. The picture included my unattractive self, after a workout, and a message of how I hope his birthday is wonderful. But the coolest part of it all is that Megan sent me a video of him reading my email AND sent me a picture of the two of them holding my face. It's like we're the three best friends that anyone could have. Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Cover a baking sheet with foil, throw diced sweet potatoes/yams on it, sprinkle with olive