Want bacon.
I just fell off my balance ball. Which is an apt metaphor for my life right now. Being a grownup is a royal pain in the ass. But I'll rise to the occasion. After I get back on the balance ball. And eat some zit-causing cashew butter. (Fuck, that's so not FAIR!)
I'm a bit of a heat wuss. I'm not as bad as my dad, who won't eat onions or garlic, but medium hot in salsa is iffy for me.
You can sprinkle just a smidge on, for flavor. I like a lot, but I like the heat.
mmmm... burger.
today's dinner- roast potatoes . ham steak cooked with pineapple and mustard ( leftovers) - maybe a veggie, but not sure if I feel like it.
but now I want a bacon swiss burger.
Me too. Damn it.
Come here and we can go to Tillamook and get burgers, fries and ICE CREAM!
Now, silly. I'm starving.
I just did a lot of walking. My feet hurt. My ass hurts.
I am having Trader joe's chicken fried rice and it ain't bad. Poor DH has a terrible cold and wanted something bland, so is eating ramen noodles.