I’ve got two things for you this morning. I’ll start with the something gross.
I’ve talked before about Husband and his eating habits and how I worry myself crazy about him. This man does not eat well. He eats like a 6-year-old boy: Pop Tarts, Coke, McDonald’s, Oreos, Lucky Charms, Fruity Pebbles, Fruit Loops, chocolate milk. I am a decent cook, seriously. Everyone else eats my food … but not Husband. I believe that a steady diet of crap has messed up his taste buds.
No, I’m not bitter.
Anyway, this is a man who gets grossed out by cucumbers. I just want to make sure you understand what we’re talking about here. So the other day, he ate this.
This is a turkey neck. A TURKEY’S NECK. I can’t look at this, really, without feeling like I’m going to throw up. When he told me he ate this, all I could think was “WTF? You won’t eat normal food but you’ll eat this? Okay then.”
The cool and completely unrelated thing I have to share is a picture of my aunt who randomly saw Russell Brand in New Orleans and had her wits about her enough to take pictures. I found these on my phone when I was trying to figure out how to get the turkey neck picture off my phone and onto my computer.
Isn’t Russell a welcome sight after seeing that turkey neck? I don’t have anyone’s permission to post these pictures on my blog, just so you know. Let’s just hope for the best.