heavy heart

I’m just sad. Purely, rawly sad.

I just found out some dear people I know lost their home to the fire. They’re out of town right now, but of course are now returning to their community.

I had to pause there… The inclination was to write that they are returning home.

I guess the point of writing this is just to throw out as much positivity and love into the universe for them that I possibly can. I otherwise feel so helpless.

My very best to everyone adversely affected by this fire.

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Bacon: head to toe

Apparently, some folks love bacon so much, they want to adorn their bodies with its likeness. (And, in some cases, adorn themselves with the real mccoy.)

Takin’ it from the top. This nicely complements the…

…bacon couture.

Lest it be chilly outside. (Is it wrong that I like this?)

(um…This one scares me.)

Don’t want your hands to get cold.

Accessorize, accessorize, accessorize.

Accessories are just as important for men. (And apparently really expensive.)

Bacon t!ts….

…to bacon tats.

Don’t forget the bacon bloomers.

For the gentlemen. (And it’s bacon scented.)

Deftly take your tux from the ballroom to the boardroom.

After the ball, take off your bacon tiara and relax.

Piggies for your piggies.

Let us not forget the littlest ones among us.

Bacon Bonus: Words fail to express my wonderment with this Gingerbaconbread house.

p.s.: I really really really love him. I promise I’ll take good care of him.

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