It's almost BLT time.
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It's almost BLT time.
Tea for dinner again.
Cream of parsley soup (not the best I’ve had, will not be using that recipe again), BLT bites, chicken and faux chicken mini croissant sandwiches, turkey and faux turkey pesto roll-ups, scones (not pictured: Irish butter, clotted cream, and raspberry curd), lime curd roulade, and chocolate-dipped hazelnut meringues.
(via Creamy Basil BLT's - Who Needs A Cape?)
BLOODY MARYS 5€ ALL DAY We also serve our full food menu with bonus BLT's (made with English smoked bacon) 17h-22h every Sunday
The Friday Five
I couldn't sleep last night. Probably because I had 4 cups of coffee here at work yesterday. I think I crashed out around 4 or 5 this morning. Even the cocktail I had at 2am didn't help, but then again, I think the dog drank most of it. He was feeling frisky last night, my 11 year old boy running around like a pup. Probably why his fat ass didn't get out bed this morning. As I am typing this he may have rolled over and farted by now, but I doubt it.
For some reason I really want thanksgiving dinner today. So I keep thinking about turkey and stuffing and gravy and then my mind drifts to thinking you know I would love to have that experience with my wife some day. You know cooking all day, preparing stuff before the family comes over. Having some wine, and then I drift off some more because I'm the kind of guy who would totally fuck my wife on the table before anyone got there and then slowly sip scotch at the dinner table while eye balling fucking my wife all the while thinking to myself "we totally fucked on the dinner table before anyone got here and now I want some gravy."
Today doesn't seem like Friday. It felt like a week of Monday's and today just doesn't have that Friday feel to me. Plus, I have a wedding in Topeka to go to tomorrow. I hate that place. Oh well, he's a good friend and I'm beyond happy for him and I'll get to see my aunt and uncle and cousin Precious. Topeka just makes me think about Laura and I hate that. Why did I sleep with those two girls from god damn Topeka? Probably because they were Precious's best friends and I thought it was awesome at the time. Younger me was an idiot. I regret it (no I don't).
After work I'm excited to see an old friend. He got married back in November and I was a part of his wedding. Well actually I introduced him to his wife. I haven't seen him since the wedding because apparently that's what happens when you get married? Actually I can't blame the guy I want to vanish when/if it ever happens to me so I'm very excited to hang out with him tonight. We're having happy hour and then heading out to see "The World's End". A total dude bro's night. As long as we behave ourselves it should be fine. Should and behave are the key words here folks.
I would do terrible things to a lady who brought me a BLT right now. I mean seriously I don't ask for much. Bring me a BLT, tell me you love me and I'll take care of you financially, sexually, and spiritually the rest of your life.
Dad just brought some of his tomatoes in
And mom goes 'WOO HOO! We gotta run to the store and buy a bunch of bacon!'
BLT's for dinner! FUCK YES!
I've got a soft spot for love and blt's, andddd off to work I go :)
bye!