Lord and baby Jesus - this is a wreck and I am loving it. Though I am not sure that I can ever get this image out of my head. It may be difficult to have a BLT without giggling.
I am sure it's tongue in cheek...at least I hope it is. I just saw a challenge on MasterChef where some dude cooked a dish with pork cheeks. And I don't mean booty. I had no idea that they even have a cut like that. It apparently was awesome, according to the judges.
I have actually gotten into pulled pork sandwiches lately. Not in a sexual way, pervs. I had never had them and discovered that they are super delish. Not sure why I avoided them for so long.
I am brilliant at avoiding things though. Like avoiding doing the dishes. Or maybe packing for my move.
Though we did set a wedding date. I am getting shit done people. I do not want to be all stressed out with a bunch of nonsense. I am always stressed out over dumb stuff as it is. I've booked the church and hall. Done & done. I have a dress picked out, just need to see it live to be sure. My sister is my main beyotch and have not decided on bride's maidens yet. I am thinking I may just have my two closest gals. But I kinda want my nieces as well. Though I do not want 20 minutes of procession going on. Snooze.
Yeah, I think just the girlfriends.
It's annoying. I keep going "oh yeah - I need invitations" "Ugh. A DJ." You know, crap like that. Can't run off to Vegas though. Orthodoxy does not recognize a marriage unless they conduct it. I know...some of you may know me as a heathen. But I do have a family, you know. It's important to my parents. See? I am a good girl!
Go make yourselves some bacon wrapped dates or something. Mmmm...bacon. Note that I am writing that with that picture up there out of my view.
