the scout master arrived home from camp with a sunburned face and an exhausted self.
i spent the better part of the early evening attending to his every need---
errrrrr, talking on the phone and booking airline tickets.
to make it up to him i whipped up a home cooked meal---
errrrrr, went through the drive though at taco bell.
i love their straws.
during this time, the pork loin was left unattended with a ball point pen.
i think the outcome was low risk at best.i'm happy it wasn't our walls again.
or better yet,
my freshly mopped floors.