That title is for that special man out there who loves a good bag. ;-)
Well we can assume one thing from me eating meat again, I totally dropped the ball on this blog. I did get busy and had an amazing weekend. Maybe it was the Ikea high or a slight meat high...either way I'm back.
So Sunday I was family free so I put pants on and enjoyed a beautiful drive to Ikea where I made many purchases. I kind of cock blocked Ry Ry (to protect the innocent) and after talking him into getting red sheets I jumped on his doubt at the check out and purchased them for myself. I also got a side sleeper pillow I call Martha. Since I'm getting older I needed Martha to balance out Ruth Anne who sleeps between my knees to balance out my spine. I hope they grow to be fast friends.
My first meat...well it was a tiny bit of bacon on the top of some potato skins before I moved on to a buffalo chicken sandwich that I got covered in honey garlic. Was amazing. The bun was a bit much so after 2 bits I just ate the meat. Was very good and worth the wait. I can't wait to have honey garlic wings. Anyway, the next day I cooked for Rex, (lets call him that since is more manly) we had a stuffed turkey breast that I then put bacon on top of. Now, if you have never done this...your a ball washer and really need to give it a shot. Amazing extra flavor to the turkey. Do it! People really need to get in touch with their inner Paula Deen. I want her to cook for me, then rub my back while reading to me until I fall asleep. Nothing sexual...ish.
So since being back on the meat I've not over done it or anything. I've had a chicken salad sandwich. Last night I didn't crave meat at all. I know! I figured the first week I'd be dry humping a cow. I'm not even trying to heavy pet a fish. I was shocked at my own lack of interest in meat. Seriously. I still have bacon in the fridge and have not made a Murirhondonator.
Murirhondonator: A breakfast sandwich named for Murial Harris and Rhonda Bates consisting of bacon and a slightly runny egg. On on piece of toast you have ketchup and on the other a skim coat of jam. Salty and sweet.
This sandwich could explain my less then slim figure...but it made my Nana happy when we created it. ;-)