Trying to kill me . . .
TheHusband is.
And may yet succeed. The weapon is food. I started it with a vat of sweet/hot chili over the weekend. A freaking big vat full of chili. TheHusband and Number2Son ate all of it - it WAS enough for 4 - 5 meals but no - they ate it all in less than 24 hours and not as regular meals but as a tasty snack. Then TheHusband makes this chicken thing with tomatoes, sweet peppers (no onions), EVOO, balsalmic vinegar, etc, oh so very good that I about passed out from food coma. Tonight it was pork loin in the slow cooker and gravy - he made gravy. The man cannot do anything handyman like at all (except make sawdust) and he makes gravy that was so good that well, you know. My waistline is expanding and my ability to stay awake and alert is diminishing. If you don't see me again you will know why . . .
And may yet succeed. The weapon is food. I started it with a vat of sweet/hot chili over the weekend. A freaking big vat full of chili. TheHusband and Number2Son ate all of it - it WAS enough for 4 - 5 meals but no - they ate it all in less than 24 hours and not as regular meals but as a tasty snack. Then TheHusband makes this chicken thing with tomatoes, sweet peppers (no onions), EVOO, balsalmic vinegar, etc, oh so very good that I about passed out from food coma. Tonight it was pork loin in the slow cooker and gravy - he made gravy. The man cannot do anything handyman like at all (except make sawdust) and he makes gravy that was so good that well, you know. My waistline is expanding and my ability to stay awake and alert is diminishing. If you don't see me again you will know why . . .