Birthday Bacon???

Today is this handsome fellow's birthday. You know, once you start getting older, birthday's aren't really such a big deal like they were when you were five. I didn't spend hours trying to find matching plates and cups with pirates on them. I didn't fill goodie bags with junk to give away. (Well, I don't do that for ANY parties really. I'm an anti-goodie-bag-giver. You have my permission to talk about me after you leave my child's party. I'm self-confident and firm in my conviction.) Anyway, instead of all that hoo-ha I decided to

take my maiden voyage in the boat that is bacon frying. Anyone who REALLY knows me knows that "frying", "bacon" and me NEVER flow in the same sentence. So you can see what a sacrifice this was. What a gift of myself it was to give. I know I will catch some flack from you fried fried lovers......you know who you are, but this will be the first time EVER that we have fried in our current house. We've lived here for over 2 years.

Needless to say, it didn't turn out well. I'm thankful for whomever it was that invented the handy, dandy microwave. Nobody told me that the bacon would crisp once you took it out of the greasy pan and laid it on the papertowel. I was cookin' it till it got all good and crispified. I love that our house now has the permanant stinch of burned up bacon. Sweet.

My cheesy eggs and the biscuits turned out well, though. It's easy to make homemade biscuits when they come straight out of that frozen bag. They were very Craker Barrelesque.So, here's to a very Happy Birthday to Bobby. I hope I have the privelege to make him MANY more birthday breakfasts. Next year I'll probably hold that bacon.