Scrambled Eggs

I'm not much of a cook. That much I have to admit. On the way home tonight I kept trying to think of something I wanted to eat but drew a blank.
When I got home I looked through the fridge for some left-overs but none of them looked that good either.
I decided to scramble me some eggs. Eggs, I can do.  They weren't too bad. Jilda's scrambled eggs are fluffy as clouds. Mine favored roadkill that I'd scraped up with a stick, but I was getting hungry and they tasted pretty good.
Jilda heads home tomorrow. I got text updates from her all day and she said it's been interesting. I can't wait for her to get home to give me the scoop.
I stayed up late last night so I'm running out of gas tonight.
Happy Tuesday