The funniest thing I saw all week…
Midwesterners and their bacon…how much bacon will it take to get me through the winter? Are we talking slices? Bits? Bacon toothpaste? Chocolate covered bacon? Someone please tell me!
Good night… Sweet dreams XO
Damn it dad! It’s all your fault…was it a dream or reality, that I would wake in the middle of the night as a child, to go to the bathroom, only to see the glint of the spoon as he dipped it into the peanut butter jar??? The look of peace on his face in the glow of the stove top light…Genetics…yes, that’s what I’m sticking with, genetics!
Good night… Sweet dreams XO
A peek at my nightly routine …I have an innate and genetically predisposed obsession with peanut butter! It has been found on my phone, in my hair, on MY PILLOW, on the books on my nightstand, on my steering wheel… Bah blah blah…the list goes on. Sadly, many countries to which I travel do not feel the same way about my love of peanut butter. So I can be seen in any airport, standing, waiting for security personnel to clear my peanut butter filled back pack…