On My Mind This Monday
I woke up at 3:30 this morning.
No reason in particular. No bad dreams, no flight to catch. Just ... woke up.
I hate when that happens.
I laid in bed for a while, staring at the dark ceiling.
Then the ceiling got boring so I turned on my light and read a magazine. I thought that would put me back to sleep but, alas, no.
Then I realized I needed to tell you something. Last night, I made more potato soup for dinner.
Because it's just so yummy and I can't get enough.
But this time, I cooked up a few strips of bacon and crumbled them on top. Best.decision.ever.
Bacon makes everything better.
When The Boyfriend tried the first bite, he said, "Oh my god. I'm the luckiest man in the world."
And when I woke up at that ungodly hour of 3:30 in the a.m., the apartment still smelled like bacon.
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