My husband was scheduled to roll in late last night - leaving me to have to fend for myself for dinner before he got home.
Hmmmm. The bacon fumes should have cleared out by then. Amish bacon from Beef Mart in Valporaiso, IN.
If he asks. . . .
I'll say the ashes in the driveway are from a squirrel spontaneously combusting. . .
While I nibbled on "salad."
No Mom! You've got "bacon breath" he's never going to buy that story.
We are starved again
ReplyDeleteHari OM
ReplyDeleteYou tell 'er Abby... I mean c'moooon, I could even smell it from over here!!! (Hope you got some with the lame excuse of 'keeping mum'...) hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
We hope you shared some of that with a very deserving dog...just sayin'.
ReplyDeleteOH man, that burger looks good. You may have to recreate that meal tomorrow for dinner:)
ReplyDeleteWoos - Lightning and Misty
That really looks really delicious - You've taken "fending for yourself" to a whole new level! And I'll bet "he" knew - If it's bacon, they always do! :-)
ReplyDeleteThe bacon looks awesome!
ReplyDeleteWe know you were a smart cookie and hid the
ReplyDeletebacon wrapper in the trash.
Mom says at the nursing home everyone knows when
bacon is cooking. But we all know the garlic smell too.
Better than the poop smell lol
xo Astro
It's hard to hide evidence of bacon!
ReplyDeleteWell, it's not like you could let that good bacon go to waste!
ReplyDeleteI like the squirrel story, think that is a very good eggs-planation ;o)
ReplyDeleteQuick, give the leftovers to Abby and brush your teeth. It's foolproof!
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