1. Friday night, Mr. Wonderful and I decided to go to Whole Foods to pick up dinner and various cheese goodies (because who can resist the cheese selection there, right?). We bought some delicious pumpkin tortellini that he prepared in a fantastic butter sage sauce, but that’s completely beside the point. The real highlight of the evening was that we bought a bacon-chocolate candy bar.
As soon as we got in the car, we busted it open and each ate a square. My mouth was very confused. It loved the bacon flavor. It adored the chocolate. But it wasn’t quite sure what to do with them together. Eat with eggs? Or melt over vanilla ice cream?
I brought the remainder of the bar to Father’s Day Dinner at my parents’ house and the reaction was the same from everyone who tried it: Just not quite sure what to think. It wasn’t bad…but was it good? You’ll have to try one for yourself.
2. On Father’s Day night, my mom made us watch (seriously) a 720-picture digital slideshow of her and my dad’s cruise to Hawaii. Nearly bored to tears, we were all trying to find ways to entertain ourselves while we endured dirty Hawaiian music (something about Grandpa’s hangy banana or something) and image after image of the Lido deck. So finally my niece said—in front of Mr. Wonderful—“Mommy, pull my finger!” And my sister did it. And my niece totally ripped one in front of Mr. W. It was embarrassing and delightful all in the same.
3. I love Batman and the batsuit. LOVE. Would do anything to see Christian Bale in person in his costume. And today, Mr. W sent me a link to this site which has the suit pictured here available for rental for a mere $1200. If he really cared about me, he would get it for a night. Or twenty minutes.