Have I mentioned I was a vegetarian when I met my husband?
Have I mentioned he was a straight-edge, no alcohol, no sex guy.
Yep, no meat for me. No cocktails and sex for him.
Heh, that lasted five minutes when our wonder twin embrace turned him into a cocktail guzzling sex loon and me into meat, meat, meat is good.
He obviously was a bad influence. Heh!
It didn't hurt I have this crazy woman issue that has made me constantly anemic since high school. Yep, I was the one who always got turned down at blood drives. My blood wasn't good enough. (cough, cough)
CG's on the other hand? He is a blood-giving fiend. Every 56 days, he has an appointment. He has super O+ blood with special antibodies, so he saves premature babies and elderly grannies with a drip of that super red coursing through his veins.
Honestly, CG uses my period to have steak night. Seriously.
Over the years, I've tried to get back to less meat and more healthy eating. CG undermines me.
And his latest thing this last few YEARS is bacon.
As in bacon popcorn.
Bacon, bacon, bacon. Thick, slab bacon. All in our pantry. Well not the raw bacon because that is just wrong.
So this video is in his honor: