The Japanese are so polite to keep my lunch neatly stacked and compartmentalized for me.
It's that time of year! What is your going to be dressed as? This lunch is going as friendly disembodied skulls at night. Not super scary but A for effort!
My lunch is scowling at me, I don't know if I can eat it anymore.
I'll celebrate Easter every day if it means I get to eat lunch like this.
What? No, I don't have an iPad, I just have a fuzzy, delicious lunch. Nothing to see here, muggers. Move along.
No one serves up a more perfect meal!
I need to just keep reminding myself that the rain is good and necessary and soon it will stop and everything will stay lush and green all summer long and it will be warm and beautiful. I'm so glad my lunch can help me remember.