Yesterday I got my pre-pregnancy jeans back on.
In related news, I was grilling brats for my husband's Father's Day Dinner, and stared at them in fascination while the cooking sausage swelled and strained against the casing. The meat seemed to undulate, and the juices pulsed, and when I flipped them with too much enthusiasm, the casing surrendered and sprayed grease everywhere.
Monday, June 16, 2008
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And we will all pause, for a day or so, in honor of sausages everywhere...
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