Eating Crazy

Ahh, the traditional lamb chops on the grill. And the chef with the surprise turkey legs. No animal is safe around here. This blog has taken a left turn down Eating Lane. No talk of running tonight. Just waiting til the stomach can stomach pie and ice cream. Let's hope the coach isn't reading the blog tonight. This just doesn't seem like a pre-race meal. At least we've got 2 days to work it off.

Don't worry, I won't be blogging again later with photos of pies. Or distended tummies. I won't be moving off the couch, once I land there. CSI is on tonight.

Which reminds me of one other photo I took recently. And because I only know enough about this blogging business to be dangerous, that photo is now at the top of this posting. I really felt like I was Marg Helgenburger when taking that picture. Except I forgot my skimpy shirt, and gorgeous body. :)

OK don't worry, it's pomegranite juice. Something chef GIGI dropped when making another one of her exotic recipes. And don't ask me for it. Check her blog . ha ha ha ha HA !