This morning we went to see John's dad for breakfast. We prepped everything last night. He requested a Western Omlette and home fries. We chopped the onions and peppers, cooked the potatoes, and made the bread dough. Today we chopped the potatoes, baked the bread in our never before used pullman loaf pan and packed everything up for breakfast. The omlette's were delicious and the potatoes were even better. I think everyone enjoyed their meal.
If you're reading this, you might be in it. You can't hold it against me. I'm talking about things here that matter to me, and are important to me. I've found in my life that I need an outlet to express my happiness, sadness, and frustration with my life. If you think you can't handle the truth, or you think you're better than me... please move on. No haters allowed. This is me. Welcome to it.