Pretty sure it’s impossible to have a bad might’s sleep when you’re wrapped up in a He-man blanket.
That’s what I get for cooking.
(If you call making Rice Krispie eggs cooking.)
You’re kind. But I wish no violence on anyone on my behalf. Unless it’s to protect me physically. Then, by all means, carry on.
Anyone who knows me know that food and I have a really deep and seriously borderline unhealthy relationship. I am sooooo not worried. Thank you for such kind words.
Keep being you dear, you sound like a lovely person.
AH! Seriously?!?! For me?!?!
You really didn’t need to. I mean I didn’t. Haha.
Here’s the thing. As a curator of a blog with a specific theme, you’d think they’d actually want to tag their pictures appropriately. Tagging helps people find your blog. Think of how many Chic-fil-a lovers out there would never find that post. (Because I’m not the only one.) But whatever.
Thanks again for the flattering gesture. You’re sweet.