Slight Movement

I find this funny: 

Not I've-Got-to-Have-It funny, but still funny.

Understand, my daily wardrobe is a t-shirt and a pair of leggings.  I have a LOT of t-shirts.  More, I'm sure some would say, than a 65-year-old woman should have.  More, I'm sure some would say, than anyone should have.  Today, it's Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, a leftover from my son.  (My daughter's is too small for me.)

As much as I like t-shirts, though, I wait and wait and wait to break out my sweatshirts.  Fleece is my favorite fabric to wear.

Rather than sitting sadly yesterday, I opted for making chocolate sour cream bread.  Now, sometimes I get cocky and plow right in without checking the ingredients list.  It took about all the sour cream I had.  Then it called for Greek yogurt, which I don't have.  A substitution for Greek yogurt?  Sour cream.  I had just enough left to meet the measurement.  I was surprised that I don't have any cocoa powder, but you can use hot chocolate mix instead.  (Who knew?)  It took a long, long time to bake on the inside, so the outside is a burned crust.  You have to scoop out servings from the middle.  But it is still delicious.