So, I really have to apologize for not posting anything here in a while. The truth is, I've been relegated to an almost all "raw-food"* diet, and there is really only so much one can say about the merits of a strawberry or a banana. Or the joys of a fresh mango. Or the soothing qualities of a Saltine washed down with ginger ale.
OK, OK, I'll stop being vague. Here's the reason I can't even stand the thought of roasting a chicken, and why I make Matt eat his meals in the garage:
This is our first, and it's been a LONG time coming, and we're kind of nervous, so prayers/good thoughts, or whatever floats your boat are VASTLY appreciated.
(Due in mid-October.)
*Meaning, one, non-cooked, mild tasting thing at a time, and very slowly.