C-Day Eve

I'd like to appologize for yesterday's lack of post. As a beloved uncle always says, "I was busier than a one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest." That's been the case pretty much all week.

Due to said business, my advanced preparations remain unprepared except for the 20 lbs of chicken that The Hubs and Wrench were kind enough to prepare for me. Raw chicken is not my thing so I am eternally grateful to them for handling that particularly unsavory aspect of C-day.

Here are my predictions about how tomorrow will go:


My kitchen before:

Yeah...WISH that was my kitchen...




My kitchen after:





Me before:

Wish I had that sweet hair bow...



Me after:



Luckily, my lovely friend of many nicknames is coming over tomorrow to help stir, chop, and dial 911.

Cut me Mick.