I don't mind lightly burned bacon, really, but I'm the queen of overcooking.
OK, this is an embarassing admission, but: I'm watching Dr. 90210, and they have this guy on with a really terrible cleft palate and lip, and it turns out he's an illegal immigrant. Thing one is, is this kid in an danger now from being on TV? The other thing is, I thought it was kind of cool that the doctor described his story of paying the coyote, etc., as being one of great strength and bravery. Not exactly the message you usually hear.
I don't mind bacon but I certainly don't crave it. You can all have my share.
this house still smells like bacon
Why do I feel like people are waiting for me to post?
because we're each hoping its our turn to say, "i'll take hers!"
Lee:bacon is as bon bon:Carrot Top. It's postnip.
First off, what is postnip? Second off, NO!
ETA: Never mind, I get it now.
Sigh.
Well, I'm cleaning out my kitchen cabinets since I'm starting my official diet next Monday, and am now overstuffed with Too Much Spaghetti. Ugh.
My sister just called to ask if I want to be a bridesmaid in her wedding this October, so I have a goal--to lose as much as I can and exercise as much as I can before then to be able to get around much better than I can now. Good thing is that it's going to be a rather informal wedding, and the bridesmaids will just have to coordinate dress color and have the dress style that looks best on them. The matron of honor (who has told my sister not to mention that term again ever in their lives) is her best friend from high school who is tall and thin, and the other bridesmaid is my future BIL's 13-y.o. daughter. (The three groomsmen will be Jorge's three sons.) Mom will most likely make the dress for me, so I'm just going to work on losing the weight.
