Fat and Happy

Today is Man’s birthday. I made cinnamon rolls to wake him up, and Eggs Benedict for dinner (because he loves my hollandaise sauce…well, who doesn’t love a zillion calories per teaspoon, I ask you), and cheesecake birthday cake. I’m about to pop from all the dairy fat, I swear. I’m just going to lay here and play Jabba the Hut for a few moments. If you see a butter slick and babbling on your entries…that was me, trying to communicate before the dairy takes over my arteries.

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