Do you like surprises? I don’t. Okay, so let me rephrase that – I don’t like surprises that I know are surprises. Does that make ANY sense? I don’t mind if Barry surprises me with something…but I don’t want him to say, “Hey honey, I have a surprise for you and you don’t get it for a while.” That’s not a surprise. That’s TORTURE.
We love French Toast in this house – I really should make it more often. It takes something that is already awesome (bread) and makes it awesomer. Awesomer is not a word. Lame. I’m getting pretty good at telling you all things that are NOT words. [Read more…]