from the beginning, it's been magic. the heat we create, the chemistry...
remember the barbequed chicken i made? so sassy and sweet...like you.
and the mac n cheese? so warm and comforting...like you.
and the pulled pork? so meaty and shredded...like...well, like a juicehead.
but i digress.
crockpot, since you came into my life, i have had time to not only cook dinner, but to update my blog, and unpack boxes! i can do laundry, and i can feed three growing boys ranging in ages from 22 - 30!
remember when we went to that little cabin in the woods, and found the sweetest tree swing, and i showed you how i could rotate my head completely to the back, a la linda blair? thank god that lumberjack was there to take our picture!
and then, when we went to that nude beach on spring break in college? i did that head thing again. that lifeguard thought you were such a hoot!
watch those hands, mr.!!
we've been inseparable since the day we moved in together:
oh crockpot, you so crazy. i want to have your crock-babies.
(pics were helpfully edited by my fiance matt, because i sat down to do it, and his computer was like, "bitch please." and i was like, "who are you calling a bitch, bitch?" and it said "you!" and i was all, "oh. well then." and then i cried so matt helped the end by sarah.)