Like A Bear With A Sore Ass

Ok I am going to admit that I woke up like a bear with a sore ass this morning. I don’t know why, but I did. I was grumpy and will be honest, I was really second thinking my choice for my Pickleball event snack. Anyway I said “F” it and got up and decided I would start prepping the stuff for it. I bought all the ingredients so my as well bite the bullet and forge ahead.

Like I mentioned yesterday I found a recipe for “miniature tomato sandwhiches with a bacon mayonnaise”. So after I got the coffee brewing, I decided to cook up the bacon so that the mayonnaise would have time to meld and absorb the flavors. It has mayonnaise, bacon, chives, lemon zest and salt in it. So I cooked up the bacon. I mixed up the Mayo and put that in refrigerator.

I had some extra bacon so decided to go ahead and cook that up make a bacon and egg taco for breakfast. So got that done. Somehow cooking and eating bacon and drinking coffee helps brighten the day up a little bit. The taco was tasty, especially since I picked up some Mexican salsa from the Mexican market Friday.

Well I have most of the stuff prepped, we will see how the construction of the sandwiches goes, I am a little skeptical that my fat fingers are going to be able to construct these things, but I will give it a go.

Anyway my mood was brightening up a bit and then I found this post on Facebook about this commercial diver in Louisana and it helped me get my perspective in line. See the post below.

I am not having a jellyfish bad day, so I got that going for me. My bear with a sore ass attitude is improving. Nothing like the suffering of others to make you realize that you don’t have it so bad.

By the way there is no way in hell Jennifer would eat these sandwiches. She hated mayonnaise and she did not like raw tomatoes. Even with bacon in the mayonnaise she would not touch it with a 10 foot pole. So she would not even taste test them for me. She would say “You are on your own on this one big boy”.

Well better get in the shower and limber up the old fingers for the construction of these miniature sandwhiches, what the hell was I thinking!