theological (sometimes) reflections from an educated hillbilly, father, husband, backyard farmer, point of view all the while serving pound for pound the best American Baptist Church in the land.
10 February 2007
Why I Married My Wife: Reasons # 457
The other morning I looked in the frig and saw a pound of bacon about to go bad. So I did what any self-respecting lover of pork would do: I cooked it all. The wife woke up saw the bacon on a paper towel and said she could eat it all as a snack. I love this woman.