writings and ramblings from the only black girl in the room
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Everything Is Better With. . .
The last piece of bacon. Yes that is grease it is sitting in.
It is 9:53 on Saturday morning and because I have a two year-old I have been up since 7:00. This has given me time to build multiple forts, have two cups of coffee, serve up a plate of fruit for the boy and a plate of bacon for me. There is something that screams, "This is proof of a higher power" when you bite into a slice of thick cut maple bacon. Ahhhhhh.
Now my day can begin. Go forth and eat pig meat the way the good Lord intended.