Sweet and tangy bbq brisket grinder.
“ I bequeath myself to grow from the grass I love,
If you want me again look for me under your bootsoles.
You will hardly know who I am or what Imean,
But I shall be good health to you nevertheless,
And filter and fibre your blood.
Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,
Missing me one place to another,
I stop some where waiting for you.”
Perfecting my pancakes, almost there.
My entire life.
Every time i watch “My Girl” with Jaime Lee Curtis, i absolutely loose it. I’ve spent the last hour crying and wiping the snot from my face. WHERE ARE HIS GLASSES?! I knew this would happen! Why do i even bother watching it?
