yes, I know I'm a comedian, but I really am getting married, no funny-ha-ha
My intended and I discovered today that we have compatible taste in bread; I love the crusts at the ends, and he hates them. So I don't have to share crusts! I love crusts. I will take the crusts off the bread and dip them in straight butter and eat nothing else. Or, oh my god, I think toasted raisin bread crust with butter may be my very favorite food. And I get them all, muhahahahaha! My pre-marital bliss continues unabated!
A Korean friend of mine once told me that, in Korea, the end of a loaf of bread is called the "mother-in-law," because no one wants it.
Not that my intended has a problem with my mother. I'm the weird one who likes crusts.
A Korean friend of mine once told me that, in Korea, the end of a loaf of bread is called the "mother-in-law," because no one wants it.
Not that my intended has a problem with my mother. I'm the weird one who likes crusts.





3 Comments:
what would make him even hotter is if he loved to cook, iron, clean, sew, dust, grocery shopping and all that good stuff...
The golfer Lee Trevino was a colorful character who used to name all his clubs. "Mitch," he'd say to his caddie when he found himself lying in a trap, "call my Lawyer!" Sure enough, Herman Mitchell would hand Trevino his trusty sand wedge, and it would get them out of trouble.
Similarly, Lee nicknamed his putter "Boss Man" (explaining that it drove him crazy sometimes but also paid the bills). But of all the fourteen clubs in Trevino's bag, the driver had perhaps the most apt sobriquet.
"I call it my Mother-in-Law"," Lee said, shaking his head. "I'd love to be able to hit it, but I can't!"
Jen, when did this happen?! I forget to read your blog for like a month and it turns out you get engaged? I guess I'll never do that again!
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